She liked that he could be selfish at times; most people could be but tried to gussy it up in politeness. But she'd given him carte blanche with her and he took it. She liked that.
When he moved harder she gasped, enjoying herself no matter what. Next time she'd have to make him make more noise. She suspected he tried to not make noise out of some idea that it wasn't manly or some odd sense of self-control.
Running her hands down his chest, she bit her lip and smiled. "I did not expect this with my wine, for the record. I'm glad, but I want you to know it wasn't my intention." When she seduced him again in twenty minutes, it would be, but it wasn't that first time.