"Shouldn't you be able to tell without fishing so much?" she asked. She didn't think she could be that hard to read. Sure she wasn't always in a sharing mood, but still, she didn't think she could be that hard to read. She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "you'll just have to find out." She nipped at his earlobe before pulling away.
"Just never call my ass or any other part of me a fruit or I might have to punch you," she warned him. "Yes, I do," she told him. There was too much talking. She was getting tired of all of the talking. "Mhmm," she said as she started to grind her hips up against him. "Find something then." She moved her hair out of the way and tilted her head, giving him more access to her neck.