Of course she wanted more, needed more. Jane always needed more. She wanted to feel him inside of her, filling her up, stretching her out. She wanted his body, and oh god was it a perfect body, pressed up against her own. And those words whispered softly in her ear made her entire body shudder as she moved her body to accommodate the quick removal of her clothes, or semi-removal of some, and then positioned herself beneath him, using one elbow on the floor and one against the wall to brace herself as he pushed into her.