Suddenly, she's sitting astride him, and while this happens to be something she enjoys very much, she's surprised-- and she enjoys that even more. The feeling curls into her smile, and she seats herself fully on his cock, letting out an almost relieved sigh. "Look your fill then," she answers comfortably, hands shifting to press against his.

She's struck by the idea of pressing his wrists up near his head, but she needs the balance right now.

Nor does she want to give up how his fingers splay out, she decides, and gives a steady, fluid roll of her hips. "Aye, this is one of the ways I like it best," she murmurs, rising and sinking down again, groaning loudly enough that it's clear being heard isn't a concern. "D'you like this, watching me ride your cock?"

She's very sure he does, but she likes asking.