Fuck.
He released her hand and leaned back against the lounge couch. Reaching back he stripped his T-shirt off and tossed it while she carefully slid his zipper down and reached into his jeans to pull out his already hard cock. She grinned up at him, pleased with her prize. He had trouble not grinning back. Instead, he adopted a stern expression.
"You stop when I tell you to this time. Am I clear?" he asked, using his best no nonsense boss voice.