Gasping was happening. Panting, too, and various other sounds of pleasure. Some of them were even a bit louder than she tended to let out but that just went with that whole lust thing. Clawing at his skin, standing on one foot with her leg wrapped around his waist, and his cock thrusting into her, she couldn't find it in herself to be any more subdued.

She was appreciating his body, and letting him know that. And she was still staring into his eyes. That was like a challenge.