He smirked at her. “Well, I think I did get a little cocky, and your body is evidence of that.” He said teasingly. He knew she was well satiated though he was still fully expecting even a half-hearted smack for his comment.

He doesn’t move his hands as she shifts, still holding her gently on top of him. “Just take your time, again there’s no rush. When you’re ready I can carry you in.” He assured her, though he knew she’d stubbornly fight that, at least until she realized her legs probably wouldn’t want to hold her up.