"A very charming man," he finished for her, his eyes glimmering with amusement as, through her struggling to retrieve his phone, she had ended up in an undeniably intimate position with him on the couch.
She was kneeling on the couch, her knees bent on either side of his thighs, leaning stubbornly forward in an attempt to reach his phone. He could feel her hand probing and pressing against him with every stretch toward his back pocket, sending his body into overdrive. Not only that, the way she leaned down caused her oversized shirt to fall open slightly at the front, giving him an unintended glimpse of her breasts. She was wearing a black lounge bra, her curves straining against the thin fabric as she fought him for possession of his phone.
