Derek had moved off of her, rolling onto his back beside her as he caught his breath. He dragged his undershirt up to wipe his face, and exposed his stomach, then tilted his head back to peer up at her, upside down, at her question. "That depends. Are you asking because you want to, or because you think you should?" He was hard, his erection pressing against the seam of his sweatpants, but if she didn't want to, he would take care of it himself.