Savannah's hips gave an involuntary little twitch as his thumb slid into action as well. A light flush was rising against her skin, and it wasn't completely due to warmth of her desire spreading through her body. Part of it was her budding awareness of their location -- right on deck where everyone could see them.
More of it, however, was something she hadn't felt in 15 years. His tricks and his attention made her feel like a virgin again. It certainly was not a feeling of purity so much as it was his obviously superior experience in the field and his question...
What did she want? She had never been a selfish lover, and most of her boyfriends had been too immature to think of foreplay as anything but a necessary evil -- unless they were the recipient of course. Savannah's knowledge of "what she liked" was therefore somewhat limited to knowing what she didn't like.
Savannah leaned against him, using his body for support as his very talented hands did their work. "Oh, yes," she said, breath catching a little. "God, that feels good..." She arched her back a little, her body naturally trying to fully expose herself to him, to get more of the same treatment.
She wished she could direct him, but he was showing her things she didn't know about.