Smirking and nodding, he moved his hand away from her sex's mound, instead reaching under her to lift her with one arm under her thighs, another under her back. Smiling, holding her to a princess carry, he moved to find her bedroom and to seek to find a comfortable soft place to lay her down upon to begin with. Kissing Sharille's cheek and smiling, humming a bit and chuckling. "You are right, I'm getting ahead of myself." He stated this calmly and yet a bit teasingly, enjoying the moment of moving with her.<br/><br/>He looked forward to the thrills they could share. Her prepared meal was a delight, her trust to show him her home touching to him, and her play making him want to treat her nicer than usually yet also hoping to make her squeal and remember him for a good while. Afterall, he did want to come back for her again later too.