Usually Piper was all words and calculated movements in bed and prided herself on being able to stay in control enough to do everything in her power to show off her skill and prove her worth. Emerson was on top of her, their bodies moving together in a steady rhythm that was slowly escalating but there were no acrobatics or saucy words to enhance the moment. It was just them in the moment, clinging to the edge and reacting based on need and desire. And yet, the brunette couldn't complain even if she could put words together.
Gripping his hand tightly when he wound theirs together, Piper felt her body spark and the heat start to build more rapid than before. She loosened her grip on his hips just enough to look down and watch their connection, fluid and searing hot. A low, loud groan dragged from her lips, "God, don't stop...more," and had to snap her eyes shut as the first vibrations of orgasm tickled her from the inside out. Her heels found each of his tight ass cheeks, digging in while her free hand reached up and clung to his bicep. The brunette could only think of marking him up a bit before she let him leave this bed.