Her body was humming for him, needed him, wanted him. Her muscles quaked under his touch, his careful fingers. She smiled into their kiss when he wouldn't let her pull back, and instead kissed her even deeper, causing a healthy moan from her.
Almost immediately after they'd pulled back his hand was back on her chest and she was arching into the touch, trying to regain her breathing and cool some of the fire between her legs. Her eyes were watching him, dark with need.
Watching him undo the buttons himself, his hand teasing her still was so erotic that she thought she'd likely die. She needed her panties off, but was desperate not to leave his lap. When the robes finally fell open she greedily took in his form below the fabric, every inch of visible skin.