It was still a bit of a struggle to form a complex sentence, so she just gave him a satisfied smile as she moved a bit further onto the bed. "Much. You're really good at that," she told him, proud of herself for having strung all those words together when she was still in the afterglow.

Reaching over to set a hand on his thigh, she smoothed her fingertips along his skin. On anyone else, that smirk would annoy the hell out of her, but he had earned it for a job very well done.