There was slight bit of pride in getting him so frazzled that he barely remembered what he was doing. He was fraying and it made her smile against his skin. So she stopped teasing him and removed her hand from his pants, part of her wanting to see what he would do, and set her fingers on his stomach.
Shivering into his touch she drew back to look at him, tracing her finger along he edge of his jeans. "Off?" Testing, a little, to see how wicked she could be.