Lulu's previous trysts had been quiet things. The only sounds she and Chappu had made were quiet heavy breathing punctuated by the sounds of the ocean. She and Marcus had made sweet sounds, quiet sighs and whimpers.
Skwisgaar, on the other hand, wrested noises from her that were blatantly sexual. She was unaware that loud was even an option during sex, but when he hit a certain point inside her, lips on her chest, thumb on her clit, she squeezed his shoulder hard, completely forgetting about her fingernails, all but wailing. She felt bad for the limo driver, but assumed that if he'd been working for them for a while, he'd likely gotten used to the sounds of enthusiastic sex coming from the back.
Moving back a bit so she could watch him, she breathed loudly between moaning. "I don't - don't stop - " She felt like she was being ripped in half, but in possibly the best way imaginable.