He'd had her entirely at his mercy for a quarter of an hour by the time she decided to do something assertive. The shift caught him off guard and then subsequently off-balance, which was how he ended up on his back with her straddling him. This was a welcome dynamic, overall... but he didn't intend to cede control of the night's flow without a bit of a fight.

"No," he said, tone smug and cadence taunting. He moved his hand up her thigh to the space between her legs. It was the first time he'd touched her there, though that was clearly what he'd been building towards as he ran his fingers over her legs a moment ago. He was counting on the surprise of it to give him the advantage as he pushed back up against her, first so that they were both sitting and then to the point where the positions were reversed.

"Soon," he said — though she'd already gotten through the buttons on his shirt, so he peeled that off before lowering his mouth to kiss her waist, her hip, her thigh, and then onwards. Hopefully she stayed so eager to undress him, because he was keen to set her to work on his trousers — but not until he'd made her scream first.

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