[He can't know for sure what she's begging for, but he can know that it's easy enough for him to move his hand from gripping her hip to sneaking between her legs, matching the friction of his fingers rubbing against her clit to the pace of his hips. She might not be begging for that, specifically, but he'll see what she thinks about it. All he knows is she feels damn good, both inside and outside, and he wants to feel every part of her.]