“Wha—”
“Off,” she demanded. “Now.”
Nick’s eyebrow went up and she would’ve laughed if she were in the mood. But she wasn’t. Instead she straddled his legs, reached for his waist band, and unbuttoned it, then realized what she was doing and looked up at his face as she unbuttoned the next one. His interest was evident beneath her fingers as she unbuttoned the next. She slowed down deliberately, sliding her finger down his length, and he pushed her hand out of the way, undoing the rest one-handed.
“Thank you,” she said. Then she pushed his hand out of the way and pulled his jeans and everything else down to his knees.
The expression on his face as she crawled up toward him was priceless, but when she stopped and bent over his arousal with interest, he tensed.
He shuddered when long tend
