"Red, green, a-and amber," she repeats, nodding again, this time more firmly so he'll know she understands. "I'll remember, and...and I'll stop you if I need to. When I need to."

She can hear the tread of his feet as he approaches, can practically feel each footstep as a throbbing sort of need between her own legs. "Yes, Nick," she says, shifting just enough to start pushing her panties down over the curve of her ass until they're tangled around her thighs.