"I'm already there," he answered, voice lowered. Still, if she wanted to do the work, he'd let her. He rested against the back of the chair again, his hands settling idly on her thighs. A beautiful woman trying to seduce him was nothing to complain about in the least, especially if she was insisting on drawing it out.

With his blood pumping so loudly, it was hard to even think. If she wanted to take over, he'd let her.