I watched with baited breath as he slowly took off the jacket. He did it slowly, almost as if he wanted me to savor the moment; he wanted me to anticipate it, to want it- to crave it.
The tie went next and he tossed it against my sofa. After, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt. It felt like hours before he was done but he didn’t shrug off the shirt. He made a twirling motion with his hands and I turned around to face him and sat on my knees.
“Lie on your back.” He instructed.
I did as he asked but a question was plaguing me and I had to let it out, “If you were going to have me on my back then why did you ask me to get on my knees?”
“You ask too many questions.” He said after a beat of silence and I shrugged.
“It comes with the job. I can’t exactly be a lawyer without asking- oh.”
He ho
