"Seriously?" Marissa asked as he smirked at her, telling her that he was too overdressed. "I just asked you to touch me and you're going to make me undress you first? Who's problem is that?"
She looked up at him, her arms crossing over her chest as she raised an eyebrow. "Seems like you've been spending too much time focused on me."
"Who's problem?" Chase said smiling "judging by how hard your nipples are and how wet you look I would say it's both of our problems" he said rubbing his hand on his chin "and I thought you were a problem solver....."
"Chase, now is not the time to be an asshole. Pull off your pants and touch me." Marissa insisted, knowing that he was being a jerk simply because he could be.
"Take you own pants off." Marissa said, as bullheaded and stubborn as ever. "And don't play innocent with me. I know that you're anything but innocent."
