She bites back a percentage of the moan that that rhythm draws from her, back arching with her palms supporting her hips rising to meet him. She's sluggish while recovering, the continued thrusts being enough stimulation to make her toes curl and her body jerk ever so slightly.]
Now I can only wonder wh' you'd be like had I not - kneed you - earlier. [She sucks a breath through her teeth, very much panting herself.]