Instead of purring, a low, throaty growl that sounded as if it'd come from his belly rolled over his lips at the touch. His hand went flat, fleeing her breast then each notch of her ribcage as she stretched out. "I think you know all the ways to make me...make any noises you want me to."
As she gripped him, another grunt came out of his mouth and Curt thrust his hips in answer - as if the warm throb in Aurora's palm wasn't evidence enough. "Maybe I should stop wanting to to purr and switch to making you moan." His hand moved down her flat stomach and continued lower.
His thumb rubbed over her and gently began to add pressure, capturing her mouth with his and leaning toward her, definitely ready for another go.