[She has to know that he's onto her, he thinks. There's no way she wouldn't be so blatant about her moves here if she wasn't, and he knows that she knows him well enough that he's probably reading her intentions here. She's just trying to play his libido like a fiddle now, purposely trying to plant images in his mind for his imagination to run wild with. But his imagination was already running wild, and she's not helping him try to calm himself down in that area.

So he affords her a low, husky gurgle of a groan that sounds like he tried to fight it back but was largely unsuccessful, hoping she'll take the bait.]

Mmmmmmm...sounds like I should study that book a little more and see how I can improve on their ideas.

[He keeps his grip on the book, wanting to see how she'll respond and react to that statement.]

After all, I'd be devastated if I were unable to please you properly.