"I don't think you're in any position to be threatening punishment," she laughed before nipping at the base of his throat with playful teeth. Sitting on top of him like this, she was very clearly the one in the position of power here.
Or she thought she was, until he looked at her with that expression on his face that seemed almost akin to worshipful. That combined with the stark honesty in his voice when he called her beautiful made her hands tremble and her breath hitch with some emotion she didn't quite recognize. She trailed her fingertips down his bare chest. She wasn't nearly as beautiful as he was, she was willing to put good money on it. Because William Rosier really was the most attractive of of the exceedingly attractive men who surrounded Audrey in her daily life.
Any residual control melted away with his mouth against her skin and for a moment all she could do was try to remember how to breathe properly and say his name. "It's a nice color," she agreed before reaching behind her and undoing the hooks with a flick of her fingers. "But it should go."