She relaxes slowly. Her muscles are burning, but she doesn't want to let go of the ecstasy or the pain. It settles between her shoulders, in her calves, keeping her lit even as the waves of bliss begin to subside.

He's still rocking erratically, and she opens herself up to him, holding on as long as she can to every throb of pleasure. She runs her silk-clad foot down the back of his thigh, rising against each press deeper, moaning as the dimming sparks of release turn to a low, hot hum.

Just a few more moments...

Drowsy-eyed, she pushes his hair back and cups his cheek, her everything focused on him as they spend each other completely.