Awe, what a moan... but she could imagine, it had been a while for her, but likely years for him. And she doubts he'd be interested in a sleeve.

"Doctor's orders, Detective."

His hands at her hips, and his consent, she brought a hand to her shoulder and slipped one strap down, repeating the same on the other shoulder. And unlike her usual attire, this one came away from her chest with no difficulty.

"And it's going to be every drop."

While he may be distracted by her breasts, her other hand didn't hesitate to move down to his pants, fingers slipping beneath enough to brush his bulge.