A breath he didn't need hitched a little at her nails over his neck. And under her hand when she lowered it to his stomach, the muscles twitched slightly. The hand on her leg flexed a little, tightening but not enough to hurt, the one on her back moved down to her waist to pull her hips against his. There's the barest flicker of his gaze to her lips, but he doesn't dip his head for a kiss quite yet.