She gives a quiet laugh, gripping the cut grooves of his hips and pulling herself down hard onto his heat and gasping at the bolt of searing pleasure it sends up her spine. Again, and again, and more, building up a rhythm, unable to stop even if she wanted now.

Her head falls back as she moves, hroaty moans and a quietly hissed string of syllables coming from her that's probably a curse... well, had they been in english.