"You couldn't take it if-..." She cut herself off prematurely, snickering as she continued to drag her fingernails with gentle strokes up and down his chest. She knew he was waiting, waiting for her to turn over and leave him cold without her presence so close to him.
And she was nervous for many other reasons, mainly because it wasn't like a usual job, where she'd literally be there for pleasure and that's that. No, this was more like chemistry, stubbornness and anticipation all in one, something that for some reason made her insides swirl with excitement, she didn't know what would happen next or if anything would happen at all, that was the beauty of it, the suspense.
"You really don't get it." She looked up at him, her face a mix of innocence and allure all in one, and that pout still on her lips, every now and again turning into a smirk. Although he may not understand what she meant by that, she knew too well, her hair pooled over the pillow cascading down her back and some over her shoulder as she edged even closer.