His free hand moved from her legs, to the counter, to keep himself standing. As he shivered through the aftermath. He wet his lips as she kissed his fingers. His eyes watched danced from her lips to her eyes.
And as much as Will hated leaving the warmth of her, he had to sit down, as his knees began to shake. With a soft grunt, he pulled out, and unceremoniously sat on the floor. "Sorry. It was either this, or my knees were going to give way."