"Lucky for me," he says with a low, warm laugh, then begins to push her shirt up further, helping her remove it entirely before he discards it on the floor. At the same time he removes his suit jacket, doing something Finch would hate, and dropping it on the floor as well. The suit will be fine. Karen deserves his full attention.

He begins to unbutton his shirt, letting it fall open before he kisses the valley between her breasts, then slips his hand under her, between her back and the bed in order to unhook her bra.

"Very lucky for me," he murmurs as he tugs her bra straps down, then drops his head to scrape his teeth over her nipple.