She works her jaw, fingers pressing into his thigh so hard he'll end up with little moon-shaped indentations in his skin, all to keep herself from crying out.

"No."

It takes her a few seconds to pull herself back together and breathe. The hand she had at his back curls around his jaw, gently cupping his face in an attempt to get his attention. She looks at him through her lashes; her eyes have grown dark again.

"Don't stop."

She wants to feel him move inside her.