Verity was shuddering as her mind came back to itself, the small lazy smile on her face. Her body was exhausted, she could barely make her hips rise to meet his. But he'd shown her such consideration that she couldn't let him down. He'd be losing his own perfect control soon, she knew. He raised her leg to take him deeper, wrapping it around him as she clenched (albeit difficultly) in time with him.
Her hand went to his hair, playing with the tresses to pull him over that edge and silently encouraging him. She wanted to watch him come undone.