Her hands slid to his neck, fingers threading into his hair, tugging him closer as she matched his pace, lips parting wider, her tongue bolder now, brushing his with a heat that matched the flush creeping up her skin.
He pressed her back harder, the bed's frame digging into her legs, and she arched into him, her chest brushing his through their clothes.
The room shrank to just them, the faint groan of the bed, the rustle of fabric, the quick, uneven rhythm of her breath against his mouth.
He'd cracked her open, and now he'd take it all.
"Elise," he murmured against her mouth, voice low and thick, "you're driving me crazy…let me show you."
Her hands tightened on his shoulders, fingers digging into the muscle, and she sank onto the bed, pulling him down with her.
The thin mattress dipped under their weight, a faint creak cutting through the quiet of the room, and he followed her lead, the heat of her body a magnet he couldn't resist.
