She leaned against his hand, turning to press a gentle kiss to his palm. She did want to do this, she had for a while just never thought it appropriate, she was just a little nervous. She knew, there was no point in denying, that this wasn't his first time. But that almost eased her, despite the slight jealous twinge she felt. It meant he knew how to handle this, he would know how to make this okay for her and tell her what he likes as well.
Deciding actions spoke louder than words, she went onto her toes to press her lips to his, moving his hands to rest on her waist as a hint. She just needed to get past the initial nerves and worries then she would be fine. Slowly, she ran her hands up his chest before letting them linger by his cheek, drawing her finges along his face before letting both hands run to his hair.