He drives strangled moans out of her that get caught behind clenched teeth. Jesus.. The line between pleasure and pain blurs, her heels digging into him, her fist curling in the bed cloths.

She yanks her head back, teeth dragging sharply over his jaw, and reclaims eye contact. Dark, fierce, and impassioned, holding his gaze, making him watch as the pleasure peaks — 


"Ah — !"





Sound stops.

Her jaw works.

She squeezes his hand tight




and the whole world crashes in on her.




She jerks against him, her orgasm hitting so hard she sees stars, every inch of her going completely rigid, seeking his support. Her legs are wrapped around him so tight his hips might leave bruises.