Her head fell back at that new surprise, a gasp escaping her throat, before she bit her bottom lip to try to stop the sounds she knew were coming. It wasn't exactly what she was wanting, but it was enough to make her body tense beneath him and that logical side of her brain to disappear.

The hand against his neck dug harder until it curled into a fist, when her hips stopped rocking and started thrusting against him. The other hand continued it's task, moving faster against him, though her nails continued to dig on their own.

Every muscle was pulled tense within her, breathing becoming sharp and labored. The hand against his neck pushed him against her, needing and begging for more, more. After another shudder through her body, she stopped biting her lip, letting out another gasp.