It got to the point that just rubbing against him through her jeans wasn't enough. Propping herself up with one hand, she unbuttoned and unzipped her pants. But they were too tight, and with her boots on she knew she'd have to break contact.
Slowly she stood up. Aj liked the idea of standing over him as she was, and stripping down so that she wore nothing. She peeled the jeans down to her boots, the denim holding each one down. But she didn't take her feet out just yet. Instead she dragged her teeth over her lower lip, and looked down at him.