She moaned, almost crying, feeling as if she were burning up, but feeling so good as he stroked her, his hands were so hot and yet cooler than her skin and body and the fire in her belly.
Elaine cried out as he entered her, feeling as if he were igniting her even further, and she clutched at him hard. It half scared her, this feeling, and she needed him to hold her so that she wouldn't fall apart. She tilted her hips to bring him deeper within her, her breath sobbing out of her.