"And what exactly do you mean by that?" Bunny purred, coming forward when Ian beckoned to her. She stood close to him and smiled, locking her hands around his wrists. She guided his hands up her shirt and had them skim up her pale, flat stomach. She led them up to her unprotected breasts, letting his fingers just brush the base of them, before pulling them back down again to rest on her stomach. She grinned devishly. She loved screwing with him. She was just playing really. They both knew that he was going to get what he wanted, and she was going to get what she wanted. But all in good time.