She found the energy to wrap her arms around his neck, linking her hands together, and kiss him back with the same sweetness — and then his fingers moved again, and she ripped her mouth from his to moan and bite at her lip.
“You’re amazing,” he whispered against her lips before slipping his tongue inside her mouth, exploring curiously as his body shifted against hers. Pulling back to catch his breath, he watched her in awe, continuing to slowly move his fingers.
Summer twitched against his hand, eyes fluttering shut and rolling back. Post-orgasm, it was almost painful how sensitive the flesh was, But she couldn’t find her voice to ask him to stop — and how would he react if she did? A tiny voice inside wondered if he would be hurt if she stopped him. Would he think he had done something wrong? All she could do was shape wordless sounds.