Refuse

You quickly grab a nearby pillow cover yourself up with it, sobering up quickly from your recent orgasm.

"I didn't even want your 'help' just now; I'm not about to repay you for that." You stare at his crotch almost in wonder. "Now put that thing away before you try to do something we'll both regret."

"Wait, no, I didn't mean going all the way," Alex responds. "Like just use your hand, or maybe your mouth."

"I'm not about to reward you for touching me when I didn't even want you to," you frown. "Just please put it away and we can get going."

Not listening, Alex reaches down and starts slowly stroking himself. "Come on; you really don't even want to just touch it for a little bit? I swear, I'll cum in no time flat, and then we can get going."

You bite your lip, pondering his suggestion. "Sorry, but we really shouldn't," you respond. "Just... please let's just calm down. You should let me get dressed."

"Just like two minutes is all I'll need. Two minutes with your hand, and that's it."