She came on her fingers with him buried inside her, spasming around him, her free hand clutching at his shoulders and her back arching off the bed, breathless cries falling from her mouth. And he kept thrusting slowly and deep as she dug the nails of both hands into his shoulders and trembled against him, his face nestled in the crook of her neck laying light clumsy kisses on her skin, and murmuring filthy sweet nothings in her ear.