Not only did she seem fine with moving, he did not even have to lead her; she walked with him. The look she gave him sent his heart racing, and he was unable to stifle a groan when he felt her nails tracing the skin below his ribs. Then, she was pushing up at his shirt, and he broke the kiss off just long enough to pull it over his head, already kissing her again when he dropped it on the floor.
Fair was fair, and he slid his hands under her shirt, running them over her back.