Shit. He didn't need anything more direct than that to get him tugging her panties down, pulling them off and tossing them aside as they kissed. He slid his tongue against hers, tasted that last remnant of tea on her lips with a satisfied hum.

Here? Now? He could accept it. Shifting his weight, he slipped a hand along the back of her leg, pulling her closer. Then, with a sigh and a quiet chuckle, he pulled them both back into the chair, her on his lap, feeling her wetness against his leg.