She was so sexy, so unbelievably sexy. How did he get so lucky to be having sex with Marcie? (He was glad that it had been tonight though. That they were sober, and it was after a date full of talking and laughing. Cathal didn't really sleep with people he wasn't already fond of.)
He could feel the beginnings of his orgasm spreading through him and his breathing became a little more erratic, the sounds of pleasure slipping from between his lips as he kissed her.
She felt amazing, she felt so amazing, and when Cathal finally did come his fingers clung tight to Marcie's hot skin - one on her thigh, the other still holding her.
Cathal dropped his forehead against Marcie's shoulder, breathing heavily and feeling his own heart pumping against his ribs.