Maryanne slipped off of the table, and Alexander practically whimpered as just for a second, he feared she was about to laugh and walk away or something terribly cruel like that. Of course, he should have known better. She was taking his hand and guiding him... oh!
He looked down at her as she spoke, his teeth grazing his lower lip as he took in the beautiful sight of her. "Yeah, my pleasure..." he told her, not intending to draw out the word in such a seductive way, it was just how it rolled off his tongue.
He took her hand, and moved to position himself on the floor with her. He lay back, and placed his hands on her hips to encourage her to climb on top and straddle him. He'd had her just where he wanted her for so long, it seemed fair to give her a chance in the driving seat - although of course if she hated the idea, he'd switch it up again for her.