The way he hums against her makes her think he likes that idea, and she grins up at the ceiling. She rather likes that idea too, actually. Having Cougar around whenever she wants, putting him down on his knees for her, maybe even when she's working at the computer — the thought of Cougar eating her out while she's typing sends a fresh wave of heat rocketing through her veins and she can't help moaning out loud — letting him hitch her up on the counter or bend her over the table to fuck her until her legs tremble...

"Yep," she decides, stroking her fingers through his hair, her voice tight. "We're both retiring. It'll be just sex from now on."

She's been mildly horny for weeks, living pressed up against Cougar the way she's been, and she's always been almost embarrassingly quick to get worked up. The combination, added to the fact that it's Cougar between her legs, humming like that, curling his tongue against her and letting his eyes close like there's nothing he'd rather be doing, has her biting her lip and squirming, already close to coming but wanting this to last.