He let her look as much as she pleased; he wasn't someone who was shy or uncomfortable about his own body. Quite the contrary, he found his self-confidence greatly boosted by the way her eyes feasted on his naked form. She clearly wasn't disappointed with what she saw.
Alexander heard her soft giggle, and as he straightened back up from sock removal, he gave her a proper grin. A little giggle at the differences in their eras clothing removal methods was not going to ruin the mood at all, not like he'd feared.
"Just the truth, Maryanne," he told her softly. He kind of wished for a moment that they'd gone and found an empty apartment or something. He suddenly felt less like this was a 'fuck you on the table' moment and more of a 'take your time and make sweet love' moment. But they'd definitely make it work. And unlike Maryanne, he was already thinking about what he would do with her next time.
He let her guide his hand round to the back of the belt, and he smiled a little against her sweet kiss. His fingers grazed her skin as he managed to blindly unbutton the belt despite a slight tremble to his hands by now. With that last bit of material removed and discarded, he wrapped his arms around her, pressing their naked bodies close together as he kissed her just as sweetly as she wanted.