Her voice was going to be so hoarse by the time they were done, and it was all his fault, from the amount of moans and cries coming from her lips. Each time he hit that sweet spot she would moan a little louder, fingers digging into his back, a look of sheer bliss flashing across her face before she managed to refocus on him. She grinned, letting her forehead touch his again in that most intimate personal gesture, her gaze locked with his and her arms holding him close to her so she could feel his movements against hers from every contact point.