Her teeth sink into her lip.


Relax.


She concentrates on breathing, taking him in, resuming her slow struggle to free her hand. Once he's as deep as he can go, she opens her eyes.

His hair tickles her cheeks. She holds his gaze, lips quivering, chest heaving. She's wrapped up in him so completely it's hard to know where he ends and she begins. Her lips bush his. She nudges his nose with her own. Their foreheads touch, hand slipping to the back of his neck, holding him close.


"Don't make me beg."

She kisses him tenderly.