"You love it," he responded, his smile going crooked at the corner. He was incorrigible, that was true. And he was a man who got a lot of play because of being incorrigible. He didn't see any reason to stop, especially since Susan seemed to enjoy it so much. "You are. That's why we make an extraordinary team, Red."
He liked watching the way she reacted to him. Something was so incredibly addictive about having a strong woman in your bed, one who could reduce you to ash if she so wished, and having her scream your name in pleasure. She made him hard again, somehow, though he wasn't sure if he could handle another go just yet. He wasn't embarrassed, especially since she seemed to appreciate all him. "I'll teach you. Though now I'm thinking of watching you practice...." he trailed off, his mind full of hazy possibilities. He came back to the conversation and pulled her closer, lifting her chin so he could kiss her softly. "I plan on doing a lot more of this, Red. And yes. Nothing should ruin this. I like you too much for that." He laughed at her, shaking his head. "Never heard a woman complain about making her cum too many times. And let me tell you, if I was dead, that's how I'd want to be raised. But I'm not dead," he said, kissing her again, this time with more heat, a hand sliding down her soft thighs, teasing her wet slit just a bit before pulling back and putting his hands behind his head.