A small gasp escaped when he moved her atop him. Sliding one leg over his hips she looked down at him, suddenly in no way tired.
"Sam-" It came out slightly warning. "I want you, too. This-" She moved against him, dropping her lips to within a millimeter of his. "This isn't slow. You know I want you to make love to me. Slow and sweet and hard and fast. And you're teasing me."
Her tongue flicked out to wet her lips before she captured his mouth in a kiss.