Luna trembled in Dennis' hands, her body played easily by his hands and mouth. She felt herself winding tighter and tighter with each caress.
And then he was right there, his breath against her neck and his voice in her ear. Luna thought she just might go mad if he kept that up.
She was wound so tight now, that all it took was a few good caresses and she was arching her back, clinging to Dennis as she came, gasping and struggling for breath as she fell apart beneath him and in his arms.