It was a sweet gesture and she gave into it, enjoying the afterglow just as much as what had preceded it. It was no guarantee that one-night stands would go this way but it was part and parcel of the adventure. And she was nothing if not a gambler.
But there was one thing she could improve upon.
"Can you move just a tic--" He didn't so much shift as she made him shift, making enough room for herself to lower her leg. Every joint protested. "Okay, I'm good." Ready to be kissed again, was what she meant.