Carrie wouldn't last much longer at this quickened pace, but she didn't seem to mind this. She was hungry for release and for the peace that came after. With Dick so near, it was possible she'd be able to almost completely shut out the sting of being abandoned until the morning. One of her hands went to the back of his neck, the other to his back where her short nails bit into his skin. She was clinging tightly to him.
Between gasps and moans, she mumbled soft words into Dick's skin. "Please," she begged quietly for him to continue, to push her completely over the edge. Then she pressed her lips to his shoulder, tongue darting out quickly to lick the swear off his skin.