[ She gives his half-hard dick a pointed little look, as if it wasn’t obvious enough already. He can say what he likes - but she knows what he wants. ]

Is that your way of asking me for foreplay? [ Turning away, she heads for the closet, rummaging around a bit for something inside. Nonchalantly: ] Lube’s in the nightstand. I’d get started if I were you. You’re the one that gets to decide how tight you’ll be when I fuck you into the ground.