Quirky little things she does, crossing her ankles while standing, biting her lower lip, looking down while blushing, fidgeting with the hem of her shirt
Soft whispers in my ear, I don't care if I can't hear the words, it's her hot breath on my skin, her subtle inhale of air between words. The tickle of her lips lightly brushing across my earlobe. And inhaling her smell that turns me on.