Ari's soft moans of pleasure is music to her ears. His heated gaze doesn't escape her notice, nor the fact that his is very, very aroused. She can see the pleading look in his eyes. Perhaps she had let him wait long enough. She speeds up the process, aiding him with removing her shirt. She smiles wickedly as she tugs at his pajama pants, revealing in the thought that a<span style="font-style: italic">god</span>wants her. Stella won't make him wait to much longer. She beckons with her hands placed on his lower back to aid her in removing his bottom clothing.