Her teeth tear a curse out of him. His hand fists in the bedding underneath them, the nudge of his hard-on against her hip coiling tight the muscles in his thighs. His nose drags across her cheek as he rolls slightly onto her to raise himself off. With haste, he tugs free the last of her clothes, then pushes down and discards his as well.

Hap kneels again on the mattress, planning to fuck her on his side. But position is her prerogative, now he's wrung some of his satisfaction out alongside hers, and he'll give her what she wants, however she wants it.