"Then don't," Lily murmurs in return, one of her arms sliding around him again. The moment of hesitation, though, makes the rest all that much better. She can feel her body wanting to press down, to feel him inside her, but instead she waits, relishing in that moment just before. She can feel him right there, hard, ready, and it sends pleasure rippling through her, the muscles in her legs trembling for a moment.

Her teeth graze against the shell of his ear and she arches forward in invitation, tilting her hips toward him. She wants him more than ever, more than she did on the roof, but that moment of delay really does make everything feel so much better when she finally gets it.