"Rigs." She gasped as she felt their hips connect and his throbbing length inside her. She felt warm and loved. Her hand moved to his head, fingers tangling in his hair as he played with her. The binding had the habit of making her breasts extra sensitive, normally they were sore from being squished, but Mike's firm but gentle touch had her nerves alive with pleasure. Hell she felt she might orgasm just from her breasts alone.
Her hips rocked slightly against his as if it were possible for him to get any deeper. A thought passed through the back of her mind that when she'd met up with Mike in the garage that evening she hadn't expected them to actually be making love that day and she hadn't taken anything. She wondered if he had. More surprisingly of all, the idea that they both hadn't didn't fill her with dread, which was very strange.