kinjal bhatia knows no rules. (

She decided to hold off a bit on removing anything else, enjoying the frustration she could feel coming off him. She wondered, idly, how long he'd be able to keep his hands to himself and decided she quite felt like testing that. There tended to be a heady amount of power involved in withholding and giving as she pleased, and she took advantage of it wherever she could.

Biting her bottom lip, her hands slid down her hips and over her bare thighs and then back up again. She turned her back to him, swaying enticingly, and then she lowered herself, almost but not quite sitting in his lap. She wanted to let him wonder, hope even, before she pressed back, grinding her arse against him.

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