Rogue wasn't sure how much more of this she could take--though she definitely wasn't going to stop him. Her body's small movements and squirms became a bit more frantic as his actions caused pleasure to well up within her. Her breathing was ragged now, and her grip tightened on his wrist and shoulder. A couple of soft grunts and whimpers escaped her, urging him on. She didn't want it to stop, though she had a feeling it was about to.
Her back arched and her whole body tensed as a climax washed through her. It was her first ever, and it was strong.