Xanthippe'd kind of been imagining it since the moment she'd brought the idea up to him, no lie.

The hand she'd had on his cock had become kind of useless in her distraction, but that was probably okay. He'd get more than enough attention later on. Right now, she shifted to press that hand against the couch as well, as a little moan escaped her lips.

And then she pried her eyes open to actually watch him, and that caused another sound, this one more of a gasped whimper.