"Maybe if you're lucky," she teased, kissing him gently. She laughed quietly and smiled at him. He was relaxed and so was she. Whoever said sex was tiring was wrong. It wasn't tiring, just relaxing. Of course, if they went at it several more times, then it would become tiring. He'd be really lucky to get sleep tonight.
Eventually Daphne would have to move and extract herself from her husband, but she really didn't want to. She did have a small surprise for him, but she was far too lazy to get up then. Of course, hearing his words did cause her to quirk her brows.
"Why?" she questioned curiously, wondering what on earth he'd want to do that for.