He definitely had no complaints at all. He got lost in the sensations, everything else but her and her touch sliding away in a way he couldn't ever make himself do. He could be so cerebral that getting himself to let go wasn't easy.
But the need grew sharper, more desperate, and finally Theo tugged on her hair. "Hannah," he said, and there was that edge to it. "Please." He didn't want to spend himself in her mouth. He wanted to sink into the heat of her and feel her come apart around him. He tugged her back up his body and his kiss was as hot as he was needy, and his hands pushed at the sleep pants he'd so recently given her to put on.
She would have to tell him no, at this point, if this was too much. Theo rolled back on top of her, supporting his weight, and a hand curled around her thigh to lift it a bit as he settled between her legs.