She does love this part, the bliss and soft touches, tender kisses. As he carefully maneuvers them, she settles close enough to be able to drag the tip of her nose along the side of his, humming at his suggestion. A smile curves her lips as a hand glides lazily over his hip and up his side. When she speaks, her voice is low and husky with satiated, fading lust.

"I do enjoy it when you return home with one goal in mind," she says with a quiet laugh that she lets linger against his mouth. Then she hums, settling with her head tucked under his chin.

"You don't have to ask twice. I always enjoy it when I can come with you; it would be nice if I could come more often. But then, when would you have the chance to come home and absolutely ravage me?" she teases. "I could never deny you that."