"Fine." She squeezed back. "Lust," Elizabeth labeled the feeling. For her it was the moment before. The fleeting brushes of heated skin, hearts racing and hands rushing to strip any barrier between them.
How it might translate to him, she had no idea, but the same heated rush passed through their touch.
"Or were you thinking hunger? More commonly need." She toyed with him. The idea of being so close. Hard tip just this side of bliss and hitting pause on the whole thing. A mischievous smirk at him as she watched intently.