It really was a struggle, it felt like he was fighting his usual instincts, but he also knew that when he gave in to her he always really enjoyed it. There really was no need to be a particular way with Abi; she really did like him every way, and he certainly felt the same. Sweet or rough, dominating or submissive, and everything in between.
Still, he almost scoffed at her assertion- not because it wasn't true, but because he was so often very bad at it. The kisses were good though, and as encouraging as she intended them to be. He could feel himself physically relaxing under her. What did he want to know? His mind was so full of questions that he barely knew where to start, so hers seemed a logical step.
"All of that," he admitted. "Ease me in, then. The first one. How you hooked up," he told her, resting his hands against her clothed thighs.