The sudden absence of his fingers inside her just made her body tremble again and she naturally sought out any contact she could find. And again, like he'd read her mind, he gave her that, pooling heat around her and gathering her body against his. She could probably just stay like that for the rest of the night.
But she could handle more, and she wanted it, she just needed a moment. Though she nodded into the knot of blankets, she didn't make any attempt to move or say it aloud until the worst of throbbing had eased off and she felt like her legs might actually support her again. She assumed he would move with her as she shifted up with one hand, the other clinging to his arm again, and grasped for whatever part of him she could find with the other. While it wouldn't have been hard for her to stay on her knees, for him, all night, she wanted at least a slight shift in position.
"Come here," she asked, rather than told, tugging at his arm in a weak attempt to get him to move over to the bed. She wanted to feel more of him, whether it was his chest against her back or he turned her so they were face-to-face. He could just as well deny her all of that, and it really wouldn't have bothered her, but it was worth asking if she might get what she wanted.