Sweat runs into his eyes but he blinks the sting away just to keep watching, her gaze burning into him and spurring him on until-- until--



Her body reacts like it's been touched with a live wire and it's more than enough to shove him straight into oblivion.

She wrenches a strangled cry from him, half-growled, half-hissed; half-pleasure, half-pain.

His hips still buck erratically, even though he can barely move with her legs clamped so tightly around him, keeping him deep inside her.

He holds on for as long as he can to the mind-and-body-numbing high.

He holds on to her.

Just a few. More. Moments...