Well, that mental image she's getting is probably the exact same one stuck to his head right now, and the reason why he asked her to turn around to begin with. His hands leave her as she does as he asks, settling on her shoulders once her back is to him, stepping closer until their bodies are pressed close to each other.

His palms slide along her collarbones, arms rounding her, his head canting so he can go back to kissing and nipping down the curve of her neck.