She's biting her lip again, playing with it, the sensation of her teeth dragging over her skin a counterbalance to the rocking of his body. The flesh sneaks out from under her ivory whites, a pop of cherry pink to her pale skin. She moans quietly.

"Please."

She touches one of his hands, wrapping her fingers around his wrist. Carefully rolling her hips to his rhythm. Upping the tempo just slightly.