Beth laughs at the question, curling toward him as he crawls back up her body, feeling too close to the edge, still needy for something. He'd brought her so close and then backed off and she knows she's not prepared to have a conversation about it.

All she wants is him.

"Yes," she says, a bit breathless, pressing her mouth to his shoulder, against the line of his throat. Her hand slides down his back, over the curve of his ass again before she reaches between their bodies and wraps her fingers around the length of his cock.