He groans a little as she breaks the contact with his wrist, but that's replaced by a rolling purr as she strokes his face and he presses shamelessly into the touch.  His other hand free, he lifts it to caress her other breast, shifting so she lays more against him and he can feel her warm skin.  He stops long enough to strip off his own shirt in one smooth fluid motion, his pale muscled chest slightly cool against her skin.