He can feel her start to unravel as her body's reactions push him to his own knife's edge. Moving on adrenaline and endorphins, he continues thrusting, his rhythm growing more and more erratic. But eventually every muscle begins to burn with the strain of holding back, of keeping this going for as long as he can, and when she finally breaks--

"Oh God--"

Caught up in her waves, he comes hard and fast, the suddenness of it knocking the wind out of him and leaving him gasping for air.

He turns leaden on top of her, their skin plastered together by sweat. Reluctant to even try to move, he remains panting heavily into the crook of her neck.