Her mouth on his neck pulled a hot groan from him, the response only partially triggered by visceral memories of Rebekah's bite. Again his fingers tightened on her hip, and the one that had raised her nipple to a tight peak stuttered as his own hips jerked in reaction.

Aware they wouldn't get any more naked this way, Sam lifted her off his hips and set her down. Before either of them could protest the lack of contact, both his hands slid under her shirt and pushed it up, hoping to take the jacket with it.