Funny enough, she also wasn't wearing anything under those sweatpants. Which Liam was about to discover, even as she was groaning in sympathy with her abandoned nipples.
"Tell you what," she said as he slid her pants down, down, down. "You take care of me, then I'll show you what I got. Either we try it out...or you get to decide how you wanna finish instead." She grinned at him. "Nothing's off the table."
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"Tell you what," she said as he slid her pants down, down, down. "You take care of me, then I'll show you what I got. Either we try it out...or you get to decide how you wanna finish instead." She grinned at him. "Nothing's off the table."