He didn't know it, he couldn't, but she didn't have it in her to be cruel to him. Making him jealous, yes, because she'd been very jealous. He made her feel things she had thought were long dead. And only with a few kind words. Him getting her naked had just been icing on that cake.
Maryanne was absolutely certain that he could start forest fires with looks like that, all by themselves. Even if he were in priests vestments from head to toe, and utterly untouchable. And those drawled words added to it? She'd be baffled about how the whole station wasn't burning around them, later. Because she didn't need anymore encouragement than his hands on her hips to straddle him.
"You know, there should be laws about a man being this pretty..." She only took that moment to admire him, before she carefully positioned him at her entrance. She took in a slow breath, and held it, as she descended on him. She had not gone that far before her lashes fluttered as her eyes closed. That breath escaping in a low groan.