"Uh-huh," she acknowledges quietly, shivering a little as his hand skates down her leg and to her shoe, breath quickening minutely in response as she wonders where he's going with this.

Her fingers ghost along the back of his neck, smothering another tiny noise when he nudges her with his nose, sucking in a lungful of air at the sensation. But then he licks at her inner thigh and she can't help the soft oh! that escapes her at the drag of teeth, the muscles of her thigh twitching as her gaze flickers between the view in the mirror and that which she can see looking down her body, trembling fingers delving softly in his hair as she awaits his next move with bated breath.