It was a good thing that she was more than a couple pounds above ninety, otherwise what was rough in a pleasing-but-I'll-be-sore-later kind of way would have been more of a someone-please-call-a-doctor sort.
As it was, her back bowed before she settled back to earth.
Kaylee's hands stopped gripping so tightly at his shoulders, moving down to leisurely stroke along his back, as she tried to regain her breath. Some experimental moving and shifting told her that she would indeed be pleasantly sore later.
Mind as mushy as an old uneaten apple, she was surprised she had even the cognitive abilities to giggle at the smug look on his face. "Feeling accomplished, huh?"