Oh, there was no way he'd last, if he was this hard already... she wanted to be able to play for a good while, and she knew he'd have no issues recovering... that was her justification, at least, as her hand slid from belt loop to button, making quick work of the zipper on his jeans and sliding her hand down the waist, fingers curling around him. She was simply doing him a favor, she thought, teeth nipping at his lips as he kissed her.