She grins at the remark, snuggling against him before she presses her lips against his earlobe to whisper to him. "You're always better than real." Kissing his cheek after she speaks she leans back and looks at his face, her breath catching when he moves to meet the way her body instinctively urges her hips further.

Breathing out a laugh, she loosens her thighs hold on his hips, rolling herself against him with a soft moan. "Is this better?" The way he throbs against her walls makes it impossible to go still again, both hands coming up to cradle his face as she kisses him again and again, not allowing him to answer that question.