Her skin, cool against his heat, he kissed her again, a slow thrust of his hips as he let his body slide, almost roll down to an elbow, closing their skin together. He pressed quick, hard but smooth, kisses to her lips, almost following the form of his individual thrusts before pulling away slightly, licking his own lips.
Their gazes so close, Charles' eyes opened to slits, watching her face as he thrust, hard, slow and determined.