Miles looked just a little smug as she replied. Her hands felt so good against his skin, and she knew exactly what muscles to knead. His own hands were soapy and he pulled her in closer as he couldn't help but let his hands brush firmly against her cool skin.
He closed his eyes and let his head lean back as she worked hard at his muscles. There was an aching stiffness in them and he felt the stress slowly work its way out. He moaned again, licking his lips and feeling the tension slowly ease from his body.
Even as he began to relax, there was another tension building up deep in his loins, and he felt a stirring in his cock. He'd have to have been dead not to feel something at the way she felt against him, yet he honestly didn't think he had the energy to make love to her.
He rocked his body against hers, moaning softly before opening his eyes to gaze down at her. "Perhaps there's something else you could help me with," he drawled softly, already feeling relaxed and sapped of what little energy he had as all the blood began to rush south.