Her touch sent fire coursing through his body, until the damned phone rang. Talk about killing the mood. His eyes watch after her hungrily as she moves away to answer the phone. He sets his glass down in the mean time. When she returned, he easily let her pull him to his feet, the bulge having since diminished causing him no discomfort in the sudden change of positions. It took little urging from her to coax him to follow her, like a pup being led to the kill, Once in side, hands coursing across his body, soon had him aroused enough and he brings his hands up to her hips.<br/><br/>"Well, I can't try anything else on with what i'm wearing. I tend to sleep in the buff anyways." He says softly, eyes locking with her. Her robe would be easy enough to untie.