For a minute, she thought he was just going to start flirting with her again. He did it all the time, and she didn't pay any attention really. It just made her blush, and he seemed to like that. But now his lips were brushing against her skin, making her shiver. And he was touching her, actually putting his hands on her. She thought maybe he'd just gone nuts, or he was drunk, but she didn't smell anything on him. Her breath hitched in her throat, not sure if she could move.
When he finally nipped at her neck, she gasped, and felt herself press up against him. Her eyes were a bit wide, but she didn't know quite what to do. "You.. want me? Um.. sir.. I.." she faltered just slightly. His hands on her skin was making her wet, but she couldn't do anything but lick her lips.