She clamps her mouth shut. Every inch of her goes tight, like a coiled spring. Toes curled, she arches against him and just holds on. He controls the tempo, gets her climbing, and as much as she wants to keep her eyes open they're closing, head tipped back, fingertips pressing into the hard, tight muscles in his shoulders, stomach going rigid...
And then the spring is sprung.
Whatever air was left in her lungs is exhaled sharply, what could have been a scream if she had a voice. She jerks, pulsing from head to toe; and, for one glorious moment, positively on fire.
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She clamps her mouth shut. Every inch of her goes tight, like a coiled spring. Toes curled, she arches against him and just holds on. He controls the tempo, gets her climbing, and as much as she wants to keep her eyes open they're closing, head tipped back, fingertips pressing into the hard, tight muscles in his shoulders, stomach going rigid...
And then the spring is sprung.
Whatever air was left in her lungs is exhaled sharply, what could have been a scream if she had a voice. She jerks, pulsing from head to toe; and, for one glorious moment, positively on fire.