The tiniest tendril of desire uncurls in the pit of her belly once she catches sight of his smile. She realizes that even in such a simple act, they both find pleasure, and she hasn't taken the time recently to allow the both of them to indulge.

Why not now?

The first brush of hair to shoulders makes her shiver, the second she shakes out, and the last just sort of falls messily down her back. But the truth of the matter is that she's never felt more beautiful than right then, in that moment, as he slowly takes her in from head to foot and back again.

"Why don't you show me?"