Molly is, he somehow has the capacity to note, a very fast learner. Though that thought has to be shoved aside for later as her fingers brush and curl around his erection. He draws a hot, shuddering breath, hips tilting forward slightly.

"You wanted to begin with fellatio last night," he says, his voice dropping to a hoarse whisper. "And I'm--ah--still curious about it. Though I do want to have intercourse again after breakfast..."

That last word comes out somewhat higher than the rest as her fingers slide over his hot skin in a particularly distracting way.