Anya was quite encouraged when he put his fingers in her hair and shifted his hips. He was in control of the situation, but right now she was in control of the moment.
Yes, she was going to torment him a bit with light licks and teasing him with her lips. She couldn't just give in and give him what he wanted. That wasn't who she was.
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