She sat up, slowly beginning to unbutton his shirt, her eyes traveling between studying his face, and perusing his upper body as she gradually undid more buttons, keeping her movements slow, in spite of the urgency she sensed in him.  Her eyes glinted with playful mischief as she took her time about it, her hands occasionally pausing to move sensually over his exposed skin before continuing.  Eventually though she got the job done, and carefully set his shirt off to one side, not wanting to get it wrinkled.<br/><br/>She leaned forward, her lips finding his, nipping gently at his lower lip, cautiously at first, not knowing if he'd like it, her tongue soothing the sting, lingering for a few seconds longer than was really necessary, silently asking him permission to go further.