Her legs wrapped around his waist, trying to pull him closer to her. Lulu liked it when men bit her, and teeth on her neck spurred her onto orgasm. She moved hard against him, yowling his name into one of the pillows on the couch.
And he was still going? She was going to have to shop for a gift for him at this rate. Maybe a nice bottle of wine. These were thoughts she'd have later on, but not when he was guiding her in for another orgasm.