When she hadn't decked him or jabbed him with a pool cue-Eric studied the depth of her cleavage and nuzzled her exposed neck.

He'd never been this close for this length of time. Her scent was subtle and her form fit to his in a way that made him want her naked more than he ever had. Lisa moved her head and gave him better access to her neck.

Kissing and nipping-Eric pressed his hands as deep into her pockets as he could. A few inches of her flat stomach and black panties teased him.

"What?" she gasped.

"I didn't say anything." He tongued the back of her neck.

Lisa's hands reached up and dug into his hair. Twisting her neck, she kissed him. When she tried to turn fully, Eric held her hips. Then he deepened the kiss but kept her off balance.

"What's with you?" she asked.

"You want me. I'm done asking nicely."

She licked her lips. "Facing the other way works better."

"This works for me." One hand slid up to cup her breast. He felt her arch back to him. His other hand slipped from her pocket and between her legs-rubbing along the seam of her jeans. Her hips tilted to his touch. Eric was determined to let her know he was going to lead.

"I could hurt you right now." Her groan took all the force out of the threat.

Eric worked a circular pattern along the seam as he moved forward toward her clit. She pressed into his hand as her body tensed against his. He had no doubt she was wet for him as he rubbed her. The friction was pushing him hard but first he wanted her to respect his skills. Eric kept up the constant rhythm and pressure until she froze.

He stopped. "More?" he asked.

Her hard breathing made her breasts rise and fall. "You stop now and I will hurt you."

He worked her clit until her fingernails dug into his upper arms and her body began to shake. Eric held her tight as Lisa's lovely long body went limp. He kissed her until her legs eased her weight off him.

Lisa turned and stared at him-speechless.

Mission accomplished.