I let go only long enough for him to squirm out of his pants, my eyes quickly roving over the length of his legs, especially those incredibly muscled thighs of his. And then I'm in his lap again, smoothing my hands up his chest as he dips his into the back of my pants.

Biting my lip, I lean in close with a soft sound I can only hope comes off as coy.

"Oh, is this you askin' for something now?" I say, but I don't argue at all, instead lifting up and balancing one knee for a second so he can drag them down along with my underwear, then repeating with the other before I can settle back into his lap. It feels a lot more intimate then, all that skin on skin and I can't help shivering a little as I press in closer, wrapping my hand around him once more. "This still okay?"