Claire’s hands moved down his back until they found his arse, trying to push him inside her deeper. She tried to adjust to the myriad sensations, but the pressure his pelvis put on her clit caused a compulsory thrust of her hips. Her legs wrapped around his arse, just beneath her hands, as Jamie thrust in and out of her, setting a steady rhythm. One full stroke provoked another and another, more and more cascaded beyond.