She went to remove them, but then stopped herself.

Then again, she might be wearing less-than-fullsized underwear.
She tugged on his wrists, until he reluctantly let go of her bottom. She shifted his hands up to her chest, under her blouse, using the scenic route. “Which do you want to be in charge of?” she inquired. “Buttons or bra?”
Two seconds later, he pushed both articles of clothing from her shoulders, but he had lost the power of speech again.
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