I think we're well-matched in that regard.

[she gives him a long and slow look of admiration, from his face down his chest and down more still. she's a little bit flushed and her eyes half-lidded and she's smiling, as always, smiling smiling smiling. she gasps slightly when he touches her breast, almost a laugh, and pushes one of his legs between her own and grinds against him, utterly shameless.]