She shifted as much as she could, climbing into his lap as much as he tugged her into place. Her knees hugged his hips, her hands bracing herself on either side of his head. The sound he made caused her muscles to clench tight, reminding her just how empty she was, how much she wanted him in her. But he was teasing her, teasing them both. The brush of his cock on her clit drew a whimper from her, the oversensitive bundle protesting as her hips twitched.

Caitlin had asked him what he wanted, and he was asking her in return. Like he just put down the sexual Reverse Uno card on her. The head of his ghosted past her entrance, slipping back to touch her other hole. She wasn't sure she could choose, but maybe she had an idea instead. "We... we need lube." And maybe she should explain. "If you're up to putting a finger or two or... while we fuck."