He tilted his head at her. "Just because what? Because I wanted to sleep with you?" He snorted. "No. Of course not. I don't regret that we did, but I'm not in this solely for a bit of fun." He reached up to touch her arm as she hugged the pillow over her bare chest, stroking her skin, his head tilting the other way. "I value your friendship more than what's between your legs, in other words. I didn't come over just to get some." He wasn't quite sure how to explain that he hadn't actually ever left since the last time he'd been there. He had stepped outside, shifted, and darted back inside before the door closed.<br/><br/>Matt kissed her shoulder and rested his chin on her arm, rubbing her leg through the blanket. "As for what we just did--we had sex, Cassie. I fingered you in your kitchen, then I took you to bed and I fucked you until we both came to orgasm. And if I don't say so myself, it was absolutely excellent. Now, more importantly, do you want to find out if it can hold two, or not?"