"Then do it," she told him, with a fierceness that was a little out of step with his gentle kiss and the way her arms wrapped around his neck but whatever, that was her style. In particular after she'd been talking dirty at him for a nice long while, and he'd just growled at her, and said he wanted to screw her. She felt completely ready to be screwed.

"Take me."

That was permission and request all rolled into one.