She can feel more than hear the the growl of pleasure through his chest. She hums in pleasure when he grants  her access to his mouth. She curls her tongue around his, before breaking away. She explores the context of his mouth before parting for air. "Ari..." she breaths softly in his ear before she teases his earlobe with lips and teeth. She once again kisses a trail from his ear, down his neck, across his shoulders, up the other side of his neck. She stops just shy of reconnecting their lips. Breaking their embrace, she sits up, guiding his hands to the hem of the t-shirt she had worn to bed. Meaning he would have to sit up to help remove the offending cloth. But not too fast. She wants to drive him crazy, as well as drive her own sense of need higher.