"Certainly," Jarid whispered.<br/><br/>He bent down. His hand on her breast in a pressing circular motion.<br/><br/>"Maybe if you moved your arms over your head. Held onto the leg of the furniture."<br/><br/>His finger moving more fluidly against her pussy and her clit. Her moans encouraging him. Her hips lifting every so much.<br/><br/>"Are you ready for me to enter inside you, to check of course," Jarid offered in a heavy tone.