Anna takes a moment to appreciate the very shirtless Eliot in front of her before her attention returns to kissing him and the hand slipping under her shirt. Her stomach contracts in response to his fingers, a soft whimper following; needy, wanting, growing impatient.

Taking initiative, she breaks away just enough to remove her t-shirt and toss it aside before she straddles Eliot's lap and peppers kisses along his jaw until she reaches his neck.