"Oh," She gasped the word drawn out into a gasping moan as he started that more intense pace, his hips meeting hers firmly and faster than they had been before. The way he shifted his body, pushing himself up - made it all that much better, her body shook with each press of his hips as they met hers.
And though she didn't need to encourage him further, Kitty couldn't help it, loving the way it felt to have him just like this, and those moans that he made - the sounds of his own pleasure making it that much better for her. "Don't stop," As if she thought he might possibly still in this moment that they were both so caught up in.
"Fuck, John." She cried out his name as he pushed her toward another peak with each thrust of his hips.