He edged back on the bed as she urged them farther onto the bed. His knees lifted to give her a little support from behind, as his hands found her hips when she straddled him. By god she was a vision.
Bohannon kept his eyes on her face as she sank down on him. Gritting his teeth as she did, because it was heaven. His grip on her hips tightened just a little, not enough to bite into her flesh too much. And once he stopped throbbing from the initial sheathing, he began to move beneath her. Hell he wasn't going to let her do all the work. He pressed back into the bed and lifted his hips in a short hard thrust.