At the tug on her hair, Saffron slides her lips off him, in no hurry as she makes her way back up Church's body with a wicked grin. "What do you want, baby?" she asks as if she doesn't know perfectly well, punctuating her question by tugging gently on his lower lip with her teeth. Straddling him, she tilts her hips down slowly and the friction makes her suck in a breath. "Want to be inside me?"