Any other time, she’d be — well, hell, any other time she wouldn’t be in this position at all. But there just isn’t enough of her mind left untouched by the potion to question that line, “the fastest man on earth”. She twisted her wrists, deliberately not hard enough to get away, and used the leverage to pull him down toward her. “Take your time later,” she whined.
”Fuck, yes,” she groaned. Some of the intensity of need fell away, but not all of it. Not enough.
Not nearly enough.
She curled up, moaned, and reached for his pants again. “More, please.”