[Just for that, he decides he's going to mess with her. She gets to him first, however. Her hands are so damn soft, much softer than his own, and he thrusts shamelessly into her grip, voice now echoing throughout the establishment as if it were a whorehouse.]
You plannin' on wipin' that table down before you open, tomorrow?
[His head is spinning as he asks that question, but his tone remains cocky. She's gone too far too quickly, and so he wraps his arms around and hoists her onto the table.]
no subject
[Just for that, he decides he's going to mess with her. She gets to him first, however. Her hands are so damn soft, much softer than his own, and he thrusts shamelessly into her grip, voice now echoing throughout the establishment as if it were a whorehouse.]
You plannin' on wipin' that table down before you open, tomorrow?
[His head is spinning as he asks that question, but his tone remains cocky. She's gone too far too quickly, and so he wraps his arms around and hoists her onto the table.]
Spread your legs.