Neria's lips on his, her fingers in his hair, nothing could muffle the low sound that escaped him as she sank down on him, engulfing him into her tight, wet heat.

Wordless, he gripped her hips to pull her closer to him, deep as he could, her clit grinding up against his body as he fought to maintain control of himself. To not spill her onto the bed and see if he could make her cry out and-

And then he was moving, angling his hips to grind up and into her, despite the angle.