Eyelashes fluttering, she sighed softly with every touch of his hand, her breathing becoming more uneven the longer it went on. The chocolate brown of her eyes had also darkened considerably, becoming a similar shade to his own, though not quite so black, of course. They were shadowed with arousal though, and he entire expression displayed clearly the fact that he was doing something she enjoyed very much.
One hand slipped down his shoulder and moved along his throat, stopping near his mouth so that she could touch his lips delicately with her fingers. She would've kissed him, but she knew he'd pulled back for a reason, and not only that, but she couldn't force herself to pick her head up just then.