She laughs, low, slightly wicked. "My pleasure, I assure you."

She starts to ride him a little faster, getting into the rhythm of it. Part of her thinks she can almost smell the soil that 'should' be beneath them, feel the sun on her back.

"Thought about tying you up like I did last night sometime, then put on that dress with all the beads and dance for you."

She rides him harder. "Wondered if that would make you come for me, untouched."