She moans into his mouth, her touch more than a little frantic now. Her hips shimmy and buck against his, and for the first time in their interaction, she's not in control, not even a little.

He's driving her higher, pleasuring her with every grasping touch, every kiss, every thrust. He's pushing her to that place where she can't do anything by dissolve into a haze of white heat and blissful overload. She has to pull back from his kiss, burying her face against his neck, shuddering hard and crying out as she tips over the edge.