As Jake takes her full-on, Dinah lets out a ragged sigh of pleasure.  "Twinkies and Wally-world," she manages as she presses the heel of her hand to her forehead.  Her eyes are closed, her body giving in as she arches her back, "you sure know the way to a girl's heart."  She grins up at the dark before sensation makes speech improbable, if not impossible, and she just eases out a soft little cry, almost like the sounds one would make in adoration of an adorable animal, but breathier, hungrier.<br/><br/>Her free hand grips the edge of the cushion beneath her bare bottom and she wraps one leg around Jake's upper back, then inhales sharply at Jake's intimate kiss.  Her body responds with a brief rush of fluid... she licks her lips and breathes steadily, quickly, the taste of Jake's come still on her tongue.  She wants to encourage him or thank him or anything, but she can't really bring herself to words, nothing to interrupt the sensation, the cradling darkness, the pulse in the dark.