No thoughts just meant that she was doing something right here, and she didn't see any reason to argue with that. She just watched him settle down, brushing softly against him as they passed each other. Even on dry land, there was something a little slinky about the way she moved. Not always, but she knew what to do with her body and how to enhance and compliment her shape. She wasn't the most well-endowed on top, but she had all that ass and hips and thighs and a waist that was made to be held onto. She knew it, too. And she knew how to use it.
Once he got settled, she dropped to her knees on the end of the chair and slowly leaned in, running her hands up legs slowly lowering herself down. She kept eye contact with him here too, the same way she had at first, settling somewhere between the sweeter attitude she'd shown him earlier and the almost devious one she had slipped into later. Once she had her hands pinned on either side of his hips, she dipped her back and lowered her head to tease her lips over the inside of his thighs, his stomach, anywhere but where he might want her to go. Part of her was waiting to see if he would let her keep teasing. And, for a little while, she did. But this was just as much about what she wanted and she would get to the point of it eventually, one way or another.