She paused as she was rucking his shirt up, nails dragging up along his chest. She looked him in the eye, drawing back to do so, and she almost looked offended. "Wow. Was that a challenge, Barnes? Because yeah, it's now officially on."

She moved her hand to slide down to unzip his jeans, then slip in the open fly to grip him. Her eyes were locked on his, the hint of a smile at the edge of her lips. "You'd better hope you bounce back quickly after a first round, because if I'm left disappointed, as per usual, I'm going to be pretty ticked."

That was a challenge of her own. Could he make her come? Time would tell. She wrapped her hand around his cock, giving it a surprisingly gentle squeeze.