"No."

Because he'd gloated, with his grinning. And for that crime, he clearly deserved the punishment of... her trying to ride him into the couch?

Yeah, that tracked.

Whatever, her hands were gripping his shoulders pretty tightly, now, because that helped give her a little more support for the way she was moving up and down on his lap, rolling her hips against his with great intent, because the rush of pleasure from his hand had really kicked things into gear.