Clearly Hyacinthe wasn't kissing her enough if she had the presence of mind to worry about how cool she was.

"Let's get a bit more comfortable, shall we?" he asked, pushing away from the door with an arm around her waist to guide her to his bed. "I'm in no mood to rush getting acquainted with you." His free hand slid up, cupped her breast lightly, his thumb unerringly finding the nipple through the cup. "I quite like to take my time."

The reason that managed to sound dirty was because it absolutely was.