"It's kind of exactly the business isn't it?" he asks, managing a grin even when his cheeks are flushed. She's tattooed and mostly naked and moving basically in his lap and touching herself and he's going to lose his freaking mind at some point.
"No rubbing, no touching, I'm being a good boy," he swears. "Promise."
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"No rubbing, no touching, I'm being a good boy," he swears. "Promise."