She couldn't stop if she wanted to, couldn't stop if the ceiling came off again. But she is about to see stars, and she holds that kiss, smothering the harsh cry in her throat as she breaks.

It's high and bright, and strong, vibrating through her in waves, taking away her breath completely for a long moment. Her hips still move, scribing circles on his length, and her head slips down to rest against his temple.

'Gene...'