“I guess you’ll have to wait and see. Mmm, that is a /lovely/ bed.” She threw herself on it, face up and arms spread wide. “Now what shall we do with it, I wonder?” Without waiting for an answer she rolled off lithely, coming to her feet with a swirl, and stalked over to Tony. One hand snarled itself at the throat of his shirt and she pulled down. “Come here, I want you.”
”Maybe you should do something about that then,” she whispered back. Both hands fisted in his hair and tugged lightly. “I’m not doing all the work here, Tony. You’re a clever man.” She loosened a hand and smoothed it down the back of his neck, scraping nails under his collar.