“Are you in a hurry? Somewhere else to be?” she asked. Putting her hands over his, she drew them up her sides, over the the dip above her hips and along each curve. “I’m lazy, and nobody cares what I look like,” she muttered, eyes flicking away. She slid one fingertip along the top edge of his boxers, watching to see if he shuddered again.
“If you don’t rip them off something else will.” Tony smirked. As Summer ran her fingers over the top of his boxers he shivered violently. “God damn you’re such a tease,” he groaned, closing his eyes tight.
“/I’m/ a tease? Your mouth is a /sin/, sir, and you talk too much,” Summer told him, rising on her knees a little to press her whole body against him, thumbs tucked into the top of the waistband. She prevented a reply, catching his mouth with hers. She could feel his cock pressing against her, with only fabric separating them, and rocked her hips a little.
Tony was ready to send out a retort when Summer’s mouth pressed against his. He kissed her deeply, wrapping his arms around her. His arms ran down her bare back and his hands cupped her ass. He pulled out of the kiss. “Yeah you’re a fucking tease,” he smirked. “And I think my friend in my boxers would agree,” he winked.
Haltingly, she said, “Do you have … protection?” Gods, she wanted him. There had been reasons to wait, but she couldn’t bring them to mind right now. Tony was so cute, and so willing, and so terribly sexy, and she was damn tired of always saying ‘no’. She pressed her hips down in search of some friction, anything.