Smirking, I lean in to rest my hands on the desktop on either side of her hips, bringing my chest up close to hers. “In fact, if I don’t have anything else to occupy me, I’ll just keep laughing.”
Emma’s eyes scan down my body, and she leans back a bit more on the desk, but I just keep leaning forward to stay in her personal space. The shift in angle puts some strain on the buttons of my blouse until they’re nearly ready to burst open. My smirk grows wider as her pupils dilate.
“Regina?” Her voice cracks, cheeks flushing red as she licks her lips.