Returning to the kiss, her tongue swept along his giving her more of a connection, not that she needed more than the slow rock of him into her. As his hands pulled her up against him a bit, she took that slow roll against him and let it build to something of a pace. Her knees supported most of her weight, allowing that light resistance against him.

Her hand moved from the sheets to his neck as her fingernails pulled against his shoulder. Rocking against him, she nipped at his mouth, pulling from the kiss long enough to let her forehead rest to his. Her line of sight shifted to look down their bodies, seeing where they became one. Taking a shallow breath, she let her mouth trail up toward his ear again, letting him hear every shallow exhale that came paired with every slow roll of her hips.