Legally Binding, Ch. 5
She looked up at me uncomprehendingly for a moment, then understood. She turned her attention to my belt buckle and tried to lift her hand from my hip, only to find it still held there by my own. Again she looked up at me, but I kept my expression blank. “Ohhh..” she breathed, realizing what I’d meant, and leaned forward to seize the end of my belt in her teeth. She worried it like a dog, literally growling with frustration as she worked the braided leather out of its confining loop and then jerked on it, throwing her head back, until the belt came free of the buckle. With a grunt of triumph she grabbed the buckle with her mouth and tugged, pulling it part-way out, dropping it and seizing it again closer to the …