Curious but not questioning her aloud, Thomas did as she silently asked, coming to a stop in his movements, as she peeled his hands away. With only a groan as she moved away, suddenly no longer buried inside her, he went as she directed. It was unusual for her to take control, but he was more than willing to let her decide what she wanted.
He rolled onto his back when nudged, watching her, and his eyes taking a moment to run over her exposed body in the early morning sunlight, before meting hers once more. His hands moved to her hips, just as she took him inside her, his vision of the sight would have been cut off momentarily as he instinctively bowed his body at the sensation of being back inside her. It was more sudden in its intensity from this angle, and he pressed up against her.
His hands stroked over her hips, as his eyes fell half shut, watching her and letting her set the pace. Nearly shaking for it all the same.