If you want to get lucky open your eyes.

Compliments were different, from him, and there was no hiding the blush his words elicited. Her blue eyes were dark with arousal; his hands gripping her hips sent pangs of desire shooting through her and she ached with wanting him. Leaning down she kissed him, putting everything she was feeling into that one, fervent kiss.

Shifting, refusing to break their embrace, she lifted herself off of him, just far enough to curl a gentle hand around his arousal and guide him inside her.