Her breath catches in her throat at his touch, a shiver running down her spine. His fingers splay wide against her skin, spreading heat through her body as he traces lazy circles on her flesh. She can feel herself growing aroused under his attentive touch, her heart racing faster with each passing moment.

"Ben," she whispers, her voice barely a breath. "What are you doing?"

Her eyes fly open, surprise written all over her face. But the heat in his gaze tells her that he's not done; he wants more. Her body responds instinctively, arching into his touch as she feels herself growing wet between her legs. She parts her lips, panting softly as she waits for him to continue.