When he smiled at her like that, she had to smile back- there was absolutely no resisting it, or the way that look in his eyes set her blood on fire. That eye-contact was intense on its own, then combined with the gentle trails his fingers made across her skin...
She couldn't stop herself. With a hungry breath she propped back on her elbows, lifting from the cushion enough to kiss him as he touched her. A whimper of encouragement melted into the first breath.