"Fine," Claudia pouted. She probably could have kept this up, maybe even changed his mind, but maybe she could torture him some other way, too.
With a smirk, she rolled her hips one more time before moving off of him. "I'm going to borrow your shower," she informed him, not waiting for an answer before she headed for the door, already starting to pull off her clothes - first her shirt, then her jeans, which she stepped out of just before slipping through the door to his bathroom.
After all, she had.. needs and if he wasn't going to fill them, she'd have to do it herself. Doing it in his shower just made it more fun.