[She watches him through the haze of good feelings and amazing touches, her eyes nearly closing but fluttering open whenever they almost do. Her hips rock, guiding his fingers to continue in the right spots, a flare of warmth starting to coil in her sparking a more frantic rising of her body. Little gasps turning into sharper cries, she can feel her body tensing and prepared for an oncoming climax.
Writhing, she clutches to the sheets and gasps his name, so close to the edge that her voice is flooded with desperation.]