He didn't seem to mind having her close. In fact, he put an arm around her shoulders and pulled her up against his chest, enjoying her warmth and the feeling of her heavy breathing. This kind of closeness, the kind that was all physicality and satisfaction, he was more than all right with. He didn't have to relax, or put his trust in anyone else, to enjoy it, and there was a bone-deep satisfaction in it. True, he was still hard and sooner or later he was going to need some relief on that front, but he could put that off while she recovered.

"Hasn't anyone done that for you before?" The disbelief in his voice was genuine. It was obvious that she was far from virginal, and it was, to him, very strange that she could have gotten so good at using her own mouth without ever having it reciprocated. Then again, he'd never understood why so many men didn't consider it enjoyable to go down on their women. The way she'd screamed ought to be enough to make anyone want to do it.