“Mmm, if you give me a minute… actually, it’s better to just keep going if you want to try to make a woman come twice.”

Midge pulls back from the kiss to look at him. Despite the smugness, there’s a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Midge asks. He’s plenty hard and Midge would think that he would be more than ready to go. If he needs her to make some choices for him, she’s happy to oblige.