"Nevermind the fact that we'd both be old," Jessica replied with a wink. She knew he was being serious, and she appreciated it, but what was fantastic sex without a little bit of humor?
"It was," she admitted, "I can't think of a better way to celebrate the first of your victories."
At what he said next, she paused, catching his gaze again, her expression softening. "Thank you," she said, not knowing what else she could say to that.
With a slight groan and shudder, she slid off him. Suddenly being alone in her own body gave her a feeling of loss and emptiness. As spent as she was, she almost wanted him back inside her to make her feel whole again.
She settled herself tight against him, head and arm draped over his chest, leg across his, pulling in as close as possible. "That was the idea," she muttered into his skin, "but are you sure about going out? I kind of like it here."