Eddie was, without much prompting, entirely too satisfied with himself after he succeeded in his goal of making her come a 5th time. He was sweaty and exhausted, hand now covered in her scent, but he would have gladly stayed the day like it. If anything, he was rather intoxicated by her. Maybe that was his amorentia scent, he thought, and then pushed it away just as quickly. Nope nope, no thoughts of feelings just now. "I know I am," he said, "But I will do no such thing. If you wish to fuck me at any time I will never turn you down and that's a promise. I will, however, be requiring some healing services for these scratches and I have you to thank for that."
He threaded his hands behind his head and watched her pad into the restroom, sad that she was leaving. He didn't care that she had things to do, and it was an unusual feeling for him. Lately, at least, he hadn't wanted a girl to be there much longer than the time it took to clean up after one but she was special. In a lot of ways. Dammit, he wasn't going to think about that. Her comment about the underwear drew a laugh and he shrugged his shoulders despite the fact that she couldn't see him. "I guess I got a bit carried away when you asked me to give you a taste. Sorry, I was a little excited about the prospect."
She came back in and he did nothing to hide his nakedness, instead giving her a quirked eyebrow. Her invitation earned a nod from him, and he kissed her back. "You'll see me later. I'll be there. Then maybe we can try that thing I said about trying out every surface of your flat," he added, laughing. He meant it too. Perhaps this was stupid but he wasn't giving up. Susan Bones was mind boggling, and he was drunk on her. That was something he couldn't let go of, not yet. Maybe not ever.