She was going to say something about that being exactly what she'd had in mind, but she resolved to shut up and let him kiss her instead. He was good at it too and she let herself melt against him for a second.
In the next, she trailed a hand into his hair, combing to the roots before tugging lightly and giving herself - and him - room to breathe. It was a brief pause, at her own rhythm, and she cut it short by fitting their lips together again, feet busy toeing off her shoes.