He stopped what he was doing just long enough to breathe and assess the situation before diving back in, so to speak, his scalp tingling from where she had tugged on his hair. Distantly, he was aware of his own wants, the dull ache nagging at him without fail, but it was all too easy to ignore with her leg wrapped around him, and his hips pressed hard against the mattress, affording him a small fraction of the friction he desired.