[And she smiles, in against his neck as her tongue and cool barbell move down along it. Her hands part clothes ahead of her lips, inching downward with a hunch to his collarbone. All the while moving her hips against his in easy gyrations, only lifting back to put space between them, edging back off his lap and putting bare feet on the floor.
She sinks to her knees beneath his legs, fingers undoing his belt as she winks up at him.] Dog ear some pages for me.