He stops

Panting heavily, Jake pulled out and flopped back on the couch, spent from his vigorous exertions. Confusion flickered across Ari's face at the sudden withdrawal, a needy whine escaping her lips. But before she could voice her protest, instinct took over.

Rising on shaky legs, Ari straddled Jake's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. She peppered his jaw and throat with kisses, hips undulating sensually against his softening member. “Don't stop” she murmured between kisses “I need more. Please, Jake...”

Jake's hands settled on Ari's hips, thumbs rubbing soothing circles into her soft skin. He tilted her chin up with a gentle finger, forcing her to meet his intense gaze. “That’s more like it”