She pulled away and sat upright, still between his legs. “Why stir me up if you’re going to shut me down!” She didn’t hide her impatience. This game was getting frustrating.
He sat upright, keeping her where she was.
“Because the next time I make love to you, it will be special, magical, binding.”
She pulled the neckline of his shirt and looked down in it, at his bare chest, and then she pulled hers and did the same. He pulled her hand and held it against his chest. She lifted her head up fast as the shirt snapped back into place.
“What are you doing?” His brow was raised and his lips were curved down.
“I was just checking between the two of us, who is the woman in this relationship, and after the survey, I can confidently conclude that I am.”
He laughed, and lay back, pulling her do
