Shivering at the gentle pinch of her nipple, which makes it harden completely, she shifts a little, to push herself closer, push her chest into his cupping hands eagerly.<br/><br/>Smiling at him as he leans back to look up at her, she slides one hand lower, over the tense muscles of his stomach, and then lower still. Her fingers brush just barely over his thigh, teasingly close to something else, but not quite...