He was sorely tempted to say something witty in response to that, but Sam just didn't have the willpower to attempt to speak. Or think, for that matter. He could hardly focus on anything but what he was feeling right now. It was hard to do anything beyond that when said feelings were so capable of taking over every inch of his body.
He moaned against her neck again. It was becoming harder and harder for him to keep an even pace now. Gritting his teeth, Sam swung his head back up, forcing his mouth down on hers again to both stifle out another groan and keep himself steady for another series of short moments before, finally, he felt himself hit some kind of release.