"I look forward to it," said Dick sincerely. When she bucked to press into his hand, he began to unbutton her jeans. It was just as slow and teasing as anything else he'd been doing, and her jeans were barely lowered before his hands were moving back up her body. Almost apologetically, he kissed her nipple, as if trying to make up for how mean he'd been. And was continuing to be.
"It occurs to me," he said, his breath hot on her stomach, "that you might be a little frustrated like that. Can't touch yourself. Can't touch me. And here I am doing everything I can to..." He paused and gently kissed her through the already wet fabric of her underwear, "...complicate things. So if there's anything you'd like me to take care of for you, you should tell me. I'll take it..." He moved to lick the inside of her thigh, then moved upward so that he kissed the underside of her breast, "...under advisement."