"Think so?" she says archly, not wasting any time in plunging her free hand into his hair. Her other hand still grips her cane but once she's sure she can rely on his weight she lets go of it, letting it fall against the bed. With that hand she grips his hip, and her kiss is eager, nibbling at his bottom lip with purposeful little nips. This clearly isn't like the last time, when he needed to work to turn her on. She's ready and waiting.