She can tell he's teasing, so she laughs, low, when he mentions her possibly coming to prefer it. "No fear of that," she tells him. She moans as his fingers move in and out of her. "It can't feel me around it, can't want me like you do."

He crooks his fingers just a little, to rub at THAT spot inside of her, the one that sends sparks right down her spine. "Yes," she whines in want. "So good." Her hand scrabbles for that spot on his shoulder blade that sends a jolt directly to his cock.