"Oh, did I ever, that was the best!" gushes Sydney, starting to play with herself, turned on by the memory.
"You know how much I really *love* playing our game!"
You know that, but you're still incredibly frustrated, not the least from your interrupted wet dream this morning.
Maybe begging will help, at least it's worth a try.
So you say "Sure, but could we just *make* love now?" hoping that this sounds clever, and trying to hide the fact that you're begging.