Ann was too seriously into this to even consider smirking back; her need was so great and her desire so intense that all she could do was wait for him to oblige. The second his fingers touched her she moved into him, having not experienced that delicious sensation for quite some time. Nothing would compare to the feeling of James inside her, though, and when he filled her so suddenly she couldn't gasp: her mouth opened in a silent moan, breath catching in the back of her throat before she was able to vocalise her pleasure.
Her groans were muffled by James' mouth as they kissed, her eyes shut tight as she tried to savour the feel of him. She gave a juddering gasp every time he re-entered her, shocks running through her nerves. Trying to accomodate him as best she could she drew her knees higher, around his waist so he could go deeper and immediately clung onto his skin, as if she was desperately trying to restrain herself.