He snapped back to attention. She left his trousers zipped and ran her hands up his bare torso, eyes trailing after her touch in a second wave of heat. She pushed his shirt off his shoulders and he shrugged it the rest of the way off, reaching behind to tug the sleeves off when they caught on the cuffs he’d done earlier. She took advantage of his hands" captivity and brushed hers back down his abdomen, making his stomach tense reflexively. She admired the effect and then cut her eyes back up to his. 