Jude shivered as Astrid's lips explored her neck, her head tipping back to give her a bit more room. And when Astrid murmured those words, a soft, breathy chuckle slipped from her lips. "I want to take you to bed," she said, not about to beat around the bush or feign modesty. It was hardly the first time, and as fun as making out on the couch was, she much preferred the image of Astrid sprawled out in her bed.
There was definite chemistry between them, but as much as she wasn't resisting the physical pull, she also wasn't wanting to rush the emotional side of things. She was enjoying getting to know Astrid, but she saw no reason to hold back when things turned sensual. Her hand rested on Astrid's thigh, her thumb stroking small circles. "Come to bed with me?" she asked a little more directly. Wanting it wasn't exactly the same as asking for it, after all.