She was trying to keep up, following his lead, kissing him every time he came close enough, gasping into his shoulder. It was so good, so perfect, the two of them moving together the way they were. He was reading her without even trying, knowing how to press into her, bombarding her with a flood of emotion and sensation.

She closed her eyes and gasped at the sound of his voice in her ear. It took all the focus she had left to answer.

"Feels like I'm flying apart. Talk to me. Please." She murmured, hands hooked under his arms, palms pressed to his shoulders, fingers digging in a little as she gasped on another deep drag of pleasure. "Keep me here."