The touch of his fingers caught her attention immediately and she tilted her head back into his hand, a quiet hum slipping out against his lower stomach. She nodded, finally moving her hands back to remove as much of his clothing as she might dare, her fingers caressing over the bare skin shown to her.

Once he was exposed to her, she finally saw fit to look back up at him, giving him a faint smile. Her grip tightened on his hips, fingers digging into the fine muscle there as she looked on him. The first touch was simple, one hand straying down to simply cup him gently and glide her thumb over the tip. She shifted her stance enough so shouldn't need to do so again, dipping her head. She exhaled purposefully, spilling warmth over him.