"S.nn... Says who?" She uttered a low moan, "...god I love that sound," hearing how he felt like that felt like an achievment to her, and one she wanted to keep hearing. Of course resistance was futile, but it was surprisingly fun to encounter a -little- resistance now and again. It meant they had to come up with new ways to get past that resistance.

"Of course," she said with a grin, "I wouldn't want you to get bored with me." One such surprise is when her slow pacing suddenly, and abruptly increased to a more aggressive attack, her hips jerking into him and her hands tightening on his wrists. Just as suddenly her movement slowed, grinding into him as she leaned in to blow against his ear, returning to those soft, passionate whispers, some of which mingled with loud moans.