This is where he further establishes his control. She'll wait if he wants her to. He undresses, letting her hear the movement of fabric, the jeans hitting the floor, the shirt tossed over the back of the couch without seeing them, only occasionally brushing the backs of her thighs and ass as he moves.
Then he disappears for just a moment, returning with a few somethings he puts on the table with light thumps. "Please what?" he asks, laying one hand on her bare ass.
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