He could be aroused by a simple touch, a gesture, a look, a word by her.  And she him, he was certain.  Right now, he was well past aroused and it showed.  Breathing heavily, he let her explore, aching for the simple pleasure of being one body.  As she neared climax, he gently yet insistently urged her to shift over until he could insert himself into her already dripping entrance.  One with her yet again, he closed his eyes as a soft moan of estacy escaped his lips, buried deep inside of her.