She glances back over her shoulder, that question hanging in the air between you like something electric. Her position leaves nothing ambiguous — knees pressed into the sheets, lower back arched just enough to make the decision feel urgent.

Your hands find her hips, thumbs pressing into the soft give of her skin. The warmth radiating off her pulls you closer before your mind catches up to your body. She's already decided she wants both answers.

The choice is yours, but she's the one holding the real power here — and from the curve of her smile, she knows exactly how this ends.