She slipped off her heels and put them aside, then began to slowly unbutton her blouse while watching him stroke himself, licking her own lips, still tasting him.

"Seeing you stroke yourself like that makes me so wet," she purrs, pulling off her blouse. She unzipped her slacks and removed them, setting them aside, then stepped toward him. It wasn't exactly what he ordered, but it also wasn't direct disobedience.

"Want to feel?" she murmured.