She'd slept with some fit people, but most of them didn't come close to professional athlete levels of fit and she ran her fingers down his stomach feeling smug about who she'd chosen to approach. "Just a bit," she said. "But I'm still not gonna be starting that habit."
Resisting the urge to grasp his cock right through his underwear she grinned. "No marks. Gotcha." She started to nudge him towards the bed.
"I like even. I like the bed more," she said. She wanted him with his back to the bed so he could sit if he wanted, and she could kneel on the rug. Wooden floors just didn't seem comfy for long spells on your knees.