Her body curved up off the bed into his touch and she made another sound, although this one she could readily classify as a whimper. She wasn't proud that it was a whimper, but she could own that it was. Her breaths were coming both faster and deeper, which she would have thought was unlikely, but there you had it. All the minutia she could hope to focus on that all added up to what was one of the better experiences of her life to date.

"Oh," she said, gasping again, toes of one foot sliding down his back and the side of his ribcage and one hand exchanging the bed sheet for his hair, which was altogether more pleasant to tangle her fingers in.