Yuki blinked in surprise, still half-leaning over her, barely any space between the both of them. He could feel her ass pressing tightly against his cock. Yuki's hands went for her waist, leaning her more into the chair. "You like it like this?" He whispered into her ears and there came a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "Or should I go lower? You know..."
She raised her head backwards, her lips thinning into a smile. "Huh?" Her eyes widened as if reality had just caught up with her. She abruptly pushed against his chest, holding down the skimpy skirt to her mid thigh level. "What do you mean?"
Yuki reeled back slightly, startled that the once heated moment changed abruptly into an awkward situation. "I thought you wanted my cock."
"Uhm, are you out of your mind?" she snapped, her voice sharp as she slid out from under him, and began adjusting her clothing.
