Continuous

The foreplay had started long before his fingertips had ever touched her.

It started with the smile that beamed across his face when he saw her, and when he listened to the words she spoke during dinner, totally invested in her thoughts, and completely present in the moment. It started with the way his voice sounded when he called her baby, and when he maintained eye contact as he took a sip from his drink.

That look— a mixture of confidence and pure primal lust that made her tingle in all the right places.