His hand stilled. He hadn't actually thought of that. He just liked the curve of her bottom. Then he nodded, a decision made.
"Maybe later," he said, and resumed pumping his hand in and out of her, enjoying the heat and wetness. Jeff's other hand slid around her stomach. He leaned over her a bit more and moved his hand lower, until her was brushing against her clitoris.
Breath against her shoulder, he said, "I want to do this first..."