She did more than the moan she'd promised. She clutched at him inside and out, pulling him closer until she shuddered. If he'd paused, she might have screamed after all out of frustration. Need was the right word, no matter how they avoided it, and she had to fight not to claw at him to show him.

Instead, she did the next best thing and stared whispering to him about how good he felt, how it was better than she'd imagined, and how much better it would be when they came.