As much as he didn't want to stop, an idea came to him, and the pause to perform it would give him enough time to lose some of the delicious sensation that was building up. Slowly Will pulled out of her. He panted hard as he did, as if he'd run the length between this little dusty shop, and his house. "Turn around and get up on the counter." And as an afterthought, as he stood there practically pulsing with need, he added, "Please."