"Uh huh," he countered, fingers lacing with hers in a way that had his arm siding in front of her face. He rocked again, hips lifting away from her before falling back, his breath hot against her neck as he lay over her. She was tight, tight and slick and so fucking perfect, he wanted to do this for hours.

Not that he could, no. Not with how good it felt and the way she smelled and... His teeth moved to catch at the bend of her neck, still not biting too hard, but leaving a bit of a red mark as he groaned around her skin.