"You enjoy," she couldn't hold back a moan as she pushed against his fingers, "the strangest things," she managed to finish. "And you're a tease." But then, she was one, too; sliding her hand up his shaft, she stroked her thumb over the tip, smiling as she heard and felt his immediate reaction. She leaned back in to place a bite, followed by an open-mouthed kiss at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. "I suppose," she murmured against his skin, which would certainly show evidence of her attentions tomorrow, "I do owe you a prize." She grabbed his wrist, moving his hand - regrettably - aside. It took a moment of maneuvering, but she lowered herself onto him her knees clamped around his hips for balance, moaning again at the sensation of being stretched and filled. Catching his face in her hands, she kissed him hard.