She straddled him, settling her fists on her hips. “How come it suddenly looks as if you have sex on your mind?”

Her bra vanished and his strong hands slipped up her torso to begin a determined assault on her senses. “It’s not my mind you have to worry about.”

Alisha laughed, then moaned as he went to work on making both of them very happy.

It was no contest this time. They both won.