The feeling of his head against her neck actually made her cheeks light up. Alisa was normally the one in control of everything. Her Business, her strength, her battles, her money... all of it was under her control. Yet here comes Alistaire Shaw, with his ego, snarkiness, and a feeling of danger that almost defined him. He made her wish to give it all up for him and a few brief moments of pleasure or a lifelong job by his side.

She gave off a sigh, then a moan as he continued to nuzzle her neck. Alisa LeBeau had an interesting scent about her. Vanilla and spice some would say. A rather pleasant yet intoxicating scent.

"I ain' use to playin' ." She readily admitted, while her hands moved to rest on his broad shoulders once more. "Not like dis, anyway."