This was nice. The conversation, the way he idly touched her. It had her pulse ramping up again and her hips shifting to try and hint at him that he needed to go inside. But the clit touching was good too! "A whole linen closet of sheets. Nothing else," she breathed, teething and kissing his jawline, letting her fingers drift to his sac and stroke gently.

At the direct request, she grinned, biting her lower lip and looking back to him. "Will you hold my legs up so I'm not touching the floor?" All she would have was her hands to hold her steady on the table. It sounded like fun to her! "Should we nail the table down for safety?"