“Trying to, every chance I get.” His eyes follow the path of her fingers and he groans as they dip between her thighs.

“Put my fingers inside you,” he admits, and it’s the first thing he’s said that makes color rise to his cheeks. He knows that she isn’t getting worked up over anything he says and he’s probably making a fool of himself, but he also knows she won’t judge her for it, so he takes comfort in that.