Whether by coincidence or not, his kisses and the gentle touch did help help her relax; the wild pounding of her heart settling into a calmer rhythm as her breathing gradually started to even out. Even with that, it still took her a bit before she could speak, and when she did it was in a hoarse whisper, her eyes bright

"..I hope you don't think you're going to get away with that without consequences." The best kind, of course. Meaning he was going to have to wait on the main course, since she had every intention of returning the favor. She remembered from that brief touch that he'd been hard, and she intended to keep up with every mind-blowing, exhausting move of his.