““She took his mouth, gave it a nice little bite as she ground against him. "There you are," she murmured. "Well, you've left me no choice." "A cock's always ready to crow." He laughed, wrapped his arms around her. "Crowing's not what mine's ready for." "Show me." She went to work on his trousers. Amused, aroused, he watched her. "In a bit of a hurry, are we?" "I've got to use you and get back to work, so no dawdling.””
