It wouldn’t take much longer now. He was almost there—he could feel it building up quickly. She was moaning, grinding against him and her hips were a sight to behold as they moved. He could tell she was almost there, too. He could feel the clutch of her body tightening around him. Her eyes were pinched shut, and within seconds it hit her—she bucked into him, her breaths rasping, her voice sweet and low. She had dropped low so that she was almost horizontal over him, curling into herself. Her hair was damp with sweat and it shone on her breasts—he wanted to pull her down and have his mouth on them. The thought spiked him dangerously close to climax. 