For a moment, hot anger flared in her chest at the feeling of being mocked. But the weight of his hand still resting on her hip, occasionally stroking her back, said otherwise.

She gave a soft, husky little laugh instead, nipped at his collarbone, and said, "In that case, hold the afterglow." Her eyes flashed and her mouth curved in a sultry, inviting smile. "For another, oh, half an hour, hm?"