Sook blushed golden at his praise for her reactions and was a little distracted as he scooped her up like she weighed nothing. "Oh jeeze, Bo, be careful..." she said, scrabbling to hang onto his neck. "You should be more careful, I weigh a tonne..."
She didn't care about the bed, the mess that it was smelling of sex and sweat and general filth. It was as debauched as she was. "Can I ask you something?" she asked, looking at him, "The rough stuff. Did you do it because I liked it or because you liked it too?"