With that, Lydia pushed herself upright again, still naked and unashamed of her nudity as she looked back down at him. "Oh, you've decided I'm staying the night with you?" she asked. "Interesting."
Her fingertips trailed ghostly soft touches down his chest and abdomen and she watched her hand move before looking back up at Derek's face through her eyelashes. "My only decision then is whether I draw it out," she said, casually starting to stroke his length again as she gracefully slid back down between his legs, swishing the tip of her tongue against the slit of his head. "Or if I should see how fast I can finish you..."