Once he finishes his coffee (pretty soon), he sets the mug down gently on the table with his left hand. He slips his right hand behind her back at the same time, sliding easily over the silk of her slip.
When he straightens, he slips his hand down to her far hip, fingers splayed across the border between silk and skin. "So," he says, far too amused to be anything approaching smooth. "Lounging, huh? That going well for you?"
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Once he finishes his coffee (pretty soon), he sets the mug down gently on the table with his left hand. He slips his right hand behind her back at the same time, sliding easily over the silk of her slip.
When he straightens, he slips his hand down to her far hip, fingers splayed across the border between silk and skin. "So," he says, far too amused to be anything approaching smooth. "Lounging, huh? That going well for you?"