As his movements became more intense, it pushed her over the edge, and she gripped him tight as everything came crashing down. Every muscle felt like it was drawn tight, like she was about to be pulled apart, and it hurt but it also felt more amazing than she had ever even imagined.

He was still moving in her as her body relaxed, heavy and warm. She held him close, watching with fascination as his own climax came over him, watching the way his face moved, feeling something swelling in her, something very different.

This was right, and no matter what happened tomorrow, it would never be again. Clutching him again her shoulder, panting, she buried her face against him. This wasn't enough, and it was all they would ever have.