"Tommy--" Nina moans as his fingers sink into her. That's what she wants and her body responds eagerly. "Alright-- the couch, or. The bed. Something."

She has absolutely no intention of ending up sprawled out on her kitchen floor, not today. Not when she has perfectly good furniture that will serve well. The bed will let her stretch out more, will let her luxuriate in whatever she lets Tommy do, but she'll let him decide.