"Good," he murmurs, watching her eyelids get heavy as she enjoys the touch at her breasts. He hums, hips rocking slightly, and when she leans her leg against his, he can feel himself straining to feel her against his heat.

His gaze goes to hers, lips parting slightly as she takes his hands and tells him to wait his turn. That wasn't what he was expecting. He also wasn't expecting the flare of heat he feels when she pushes his wrists down to his sides, giving him that mischievous look.

"And what if I don't listen?" he murmurs, reaching one hand to her hair again before he tenses, moaning at the soft touch inside his thighs and kisses at his abdomen. She's so warm and so close to his cock. She's going to drive him mad and he's entirely alright with that.