She chuckled. About as enthusiastic as she anticipated from Jeritza, but she figured if he didn't want it, truly, he would tell her. Or make it obvious with uh... more unpleasant alternatives.

"Tell me if you don't like something." She made sure to mention. "And if you do." That said, she continued the fervent roll of her hips, pulling back enough to tug her top off and expose her tits, tossing her shirt off to the side and reaching for one of Jeritza's hands. She guided it upward, palm agaisnt her breast. "Don't be afraid to touch me."