"Mmmm," he rumbled, finally managing the get-them-completely-up-on-the-bed part. He didn't understand how each time with her could seem like the singular best time they'd ever had.
"We won't," he said with a certainty that he didn't know where it came from. He smiled at her and playfully kissed her fingers where they were woven with his.
"Not if you're a good girl," he joked with a smirk that pulled up one side of his mouth higher than the other.