"Yes," she breathes in quiet delight, an answer and an exultation both, eyes closing as his hands cup her breasts. Opening them again slowly, she finds his gaze while her hands sink into his hair, combing through gently. "Maybe I should," she goes on, shivering lightly at his touches and the look he's giving her. Nobody has ever gazed upon her with such awe and adoration. "Would you like that?"