She'd never tell him, but she loved the fact that he was so... thorough when they were this intimate. Instead of behaving like most men and going straight to the end-goal. Of course she'd never tell him, because she wouldn't have to - the way he made her moan, and the way her body curved up to press against his just from the feel of his warm, warm hands moving over her skin, words would never do it justice.

Of course... she had needed that second to put her thoughts together and with what he was doing, the only thing that could come out of her mouth were shallow gasps and softer moans.