The feel of fingers caressing the lace between her legs has her moaning into their kiss as her stance widens slightly, letting him have a little more access to her as his other hand roams over her belly, noting there wasn't an ounce of fat on her. Rip was toned, even without all the excessive exercise she used to indulge in.

Once he reaches her breasts, he'll find another lace barrier in his way. The lace bra was barely hiding her arousal as his touch kept stoking her desire higher. Even the fingers stroking her between her legs may notice a dampness growing with each stroke. This slow build up was leaving her eager for more of his touch.