When he batted her hand away Cecilia leaned back on her arms and let him do it, watching his face and rather enjoying herself. Once again, his hands on her bare skin felt amazing; good enough to make her shiver slightly, and she certainly wasn't cold. There was some deal of temptation to just lay back and see where he would go with this, but she was feeling greedy. She slipped her arms free of the garment and reached up to loosen his tie. "I promise, Owen," she said, making sure to look him in the eye. "You won't break me." She tossed the tie onto the floor and started unbuttoning his shirt, grinning all the while. "Or maybe you might, but not in a bad way."