When he began to touch her breast, she moaned even more fervently, and her movements, though she desperately sought to control them, became more insistent. Her entire body felt like it was on fire; even though she had had plenty of orgasms in her lifetime, this felt very different. He felt warm and strong inside of her - very different from any toy she'd ever used. Or even fingers.
His kiss and spoken desire made her gasp and moan. She was beyond coherent words. She felt herself nearing the edge, and her movements against him finally sent her off that edge. Crying out, she clutched him to her, her nails digging into his back. Her body shuddered around and against him. Continuing to hold him as her body recovered from the euphoria, she left soft kisses on his neck and jawline. "Xander," she whispered.