She chuckled softly, eyes meeting his. "You say that like it's a bad look." It was something she'd want to remember, certainly. She couldn't remember the last time she'd seen someone so undone because of something she was doing. It made her shiver with anticipation for what was to come and it made her wish she could rush to have him, though their positions wouldn't allow for that kind of carelessness. Another time, perhaps.

Her breathing was shaky at best as she lowered herself, her body pulled taut with the raw feeling within her. She didn't rush, much as she would have liked to, and eventually seated herself with him sheathed inside her. That last inch had her gasping tightly and she clutched him close, arching into his lips as she accommodated him.