If anything, you, mostly is a dangerous thing to say to a woman who has spent so much of her life pinning her self-worth on being desirable,

but learning other ways to assert herself in the world hasn't made this one feel less good. She has a brief, successful battle with her own ego to set it aside and hear what he's saying— “I can work with that, too,” is a gentle assurance, warm as well as heated when it's accompanied by the slide of her thumb around his cockhead as if to illustrate exactly how. She's pretty sure they can figure it out, between them.

“For the record,” another crooked smile, blowing a stray curl out of her eyes, “you're doing great.”