She trembled against him. “You know,” she managed, “what that does to me. You talking right there. Totally unfair. Don’t stop.” She swallowed, and added, “Shouldn’t it be you wanting to get off as often as possible, not get me off as often as possible? The teenage thing. I’m just saying.”
He chuckled and bit down on her earlobe, licking around the shell of her ear as he pressed his chest up against her back. Continuing to slide his fingers higher and higher up her legs, he shrugged and locked her body against his with his free hand. “I can always picture this later to get myself off – it never takes long when I think of you, and that’s a compliment, by the way.”
Her face went so hot she briefly expected the water to boil around her. She had to clear her throat before she could reply, “You are the most incredible man.” She squirmed a little, trying to get him to move faster, to be where she wanted him, and was pretty sure something was poking her in the back.