Chapter Fifteen
Her eyes widened, and her tongue swiped her lip slowly. Her gaze dropped to my c**k. It twitched under her appraisal. “You think I’m going to get on my knees right now?”
I snorted. “Nah. That’s not your style.”
Her eyebrows winged up, and she blanched. “Not my style? What exactly do you think my style is?”
I stepped closer and dropped my voice so she had to lean closer to hear me. “Well, first you’d tease me a little. A brush against my side. A hand on my arm. A flirty wink tossed my way. Something to get my blood pumping.”
She murmured her agreement.
“Once you knew I was paying attention, then you’d kick things up a notch, maybe rubbing those sexy t**s against me. Showing me that a*s of yours that I could spend hours worshipping. Running your fingers down your body a
