It worked out nicely, because this was George's favorite position, too. He also quite liked the manner in which she directed him, and he let out a pleased little grunt as he rolled for her.
The hand on her back dug into the skin beneath her shirt, holding her tightly as his other one settled on her thigh. He didn't quite know where this was headed, and maybe that was part of the fun. At any rate, he was becoming more and more okay with forgetting the rules.