There was the ever present urgency to be quiet, and she wished that she was naturally less loud, like Eliot. But she really liked it when he growled into her neck like that, and his hands felt like they were everywhere at once. She whimpered loudly when her orgasm rocked her body, a sharp noise managing to escape before she turned her head to snag Eliot's lips. The kiss muffled her further cries, and she tangled one of her hands in his hair.