''course. Any bloke says differen' is a bloody liar.'

It's strangely calming, having her kiss his body when they're not actively working towards sex. It's nice. It feels like she's doing it because she wants to.

His hand comes to rest on the crease of her hip and thigh. The other toys absentmindedly with a bit of her hair, tangling it in his fingers.

'Only if they mean it, of course. It wouldn' be fun if it felt fake.'

He's not sure a woman has ever faked it with him - a woman who wasn't a hooker, anyway. But then again, how would he know? And if he did, he certainly wouldn't admit it to anyone.