Her thigh muscles tightened at the feel of him beneath her, the realization that he was just as aroused as her pushing her stomach into backflips. She swiped a tongue across his shoulder and kissed that same spot again to express it, breath coming quickly. She squeezed him tightly even as she forced her body into some semblance of control, slowing her rocking just enough so they weren't frantically rushing.

They had time tonight. She was determined to make the most of it.

Carefully, she allowed herself back, trusting in his grip. One sharp inhale followed the path of his lips and tongue, her head tilted back just slightly. She made a noise of approval in her throat, followed close behind by a whisper of his name.