'Unless you have -- any other -- ideas?'

She's open to suggestions.

Her head presses back into the pillows, her lips parted, trying to stifle the moans now rising in her chest. She slips a hand down between their bodies, down the softness of his belly, down between his legs, feeling the incredible heat of his body through the thin fabric of his pyjamas. She wishes there was a light, so she could see his face when she caresses him.