"Miss Hasegawa, may I touch you?" His warm breath was fanning her ear.
Tickling her into submission, she was left with no choice other than to grab his shoulder and whisper her answer in a small voice, meant to be heard by a lover.
Grand, grabbed her wrist and put them about her head, "Muffin, you asked for it. Don't blame me after." he grinned, his eyes reflecting a burning desire.
"Let go of my hands first," she begged. She writhed under him, but he pressed himself to her lower region that made her face flushed. "Babe," she moaned.
Hearing the endearment that Dana uses to call him only in bed, lit up the lust that was bubbling on the surface of his being. In a single swift motion, he stood up and pulled her along with him. Before she could react, he reached out and picked her up from the floor. Then, carried her to the bed in bridal style.
