She drank in those sounds eagerly, living for that confirmation of his pleasure and joy. But she always wanted to do something different for him - to keep him guessing, to surprise him..for as long as she could keep her own senses about her.

Moaning against his neck, feeling the warmth - the heat - beneath her as she grinded against him, she chuckled at his 'accusation', her own response coming so quickly it -definitely- hadn't had time to go through her mouth filter.

"Mmmh, and..? What are you going to do about it?" CHALLENGE. That was a definite challenge, a playful smirk on her lips as she regarded him with a mix of mischief, desire and anticipation. What WOULD he do to retaliate?