"Thought we were family." She says, all low and breathy through her teeth - through a grin that's just as malicious as it is eager. "You don't mind family having the upper hand now, do you?"
The heel of her palm digs in under the seam of his trousers, slides up lazily till her fingers touch shirt tails. Upper hand. Literally.
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"Thought we were family." She says, all low and breathy through her teeth - through a grin that's just as malicious as it is eager. "You don't mind family having the upper hand now, do you?"
The heel of her palm digs in under the seam of his trousers, slides up lazily till her fingers touch shirt tails. Upper hand. Literally.