She'd somewhat forgotten about his ability with mind reading, in truth she wasn't thinking coherently at all, but some of the thoughts really had leaked through.  As he spoke, and halted, she whimpered, her gaze opening.  She hadn't even realized -what- she'd been thinking until he spoke, and then she was well and truly screwed, and not in the good way.<br/><br/>She had two unpleasant choices..  She could tell him to stop, and apparently he -would-, but then she would be stuck in that horny overly aroused desperate state she'd been in -all- day.  Her other choice..  was to give in, to admit to herself, and to him, that she needed that release enough that she'd accept it from him.  he could probably see the indecision in her mind, and she sighed, burying her face briefly against the bed before she finally spoke, her tone soft.<br/><br/>"You -made- me feel this way..  I..  I'm only "pleased" with it because..  because of that..  that need..  " she faltered, her eyes closing again.  then in an even softer voice she asked him softly.  "Please..  finish..  erm..  let -me- finish..?"