There's a distinct flutter to her eyelids when he caresses the curve of her hip, and her hands seem to take that as permission to do a little exploring of their own.

"Oh you never said as much, flat out, but you hinted, didn't you?"

Her palms smooth across his chest, down his stomach, fingertips marking the hollow of his hip before continuing on, the backs of her knuckles grazing his erection again, a deliberate slow tease.