Airy smiled as his fingers continued to trail up and down the flat of her stomach. It felt so good. Like a simple enjoyment that was heightened by the heady pleasure and calmness of the drug. Her skin felt like it might catch on fire and the thought of taking off her clothes was one that she greeted eagerly and had some how hadn't thought of.

Without speaking, Airy tugged at her shirt and pulled it over head. She was wearing a cute dark violet bra beneath. It was tamer than some of her other bra's, holding her breasts in silky cups with a little bow styled between them. She let her shirt fall somewhere on the pillows and then forgot about it.

"Free reign." Her arms stayed above her head, her fingers curling against one of the pillows. "It's all yours."

It felt good and after a brief pause, Airy closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasant simple sensation of Matthew's touch.