If she thought that his thrust was just a fluke, then she thought wrong. With almost every thrust, he was hitting that spot over, and over again.
Susan was beyond coherent words now, her fingers back in his curls as his lips fell to that spot on her neck.
She felt distinctly the moment when his body went tnese, and he was coming. With her legs around his back, she clutched harder, as she rode him through his orgasm, feeling the need and desire released from both their bodies.
It was sweaty, sticky and uncomfortable, but Susan didn't think she'd have wanted it any other way.