Speaking logically, rationally, she knows she shouldn't be surprised to hear that, that it probably has less to do with her and more with the simple fact of his being inside her. Logic has little place at a time like this, though, even for Jenny, and all she can think is that she likes the sound of it, that she wants to keep that the case. She's not the only one, after all, even if the feel and size of him are still an adjustment. Leaning into his touch, she smiles, a dazed, content sort of expression before she leans up to kiss him again, hungry in turn without being entirely aware of it. "So do you," she murmurs, hips lifting against his, a tentative but encouraging movement. "Oh, God, you do."