The way he said ‘mine’ made her shudder, biting at his mouth and riding him hard. She could feel the edge, rapidly swept toward it, but it was just out of reach. “Do that again,” she whispered, between kisses.
He let out a strangled cry and rocked down a little harder, the bed frame shaking with the force of his thrusts as he locked eyes with her. “Mine,” he stated with a smirk, licking around her mouth as he angled his hips. “All mine, Summer.”
She arched her head, her back, pressing against him, arms locked about his shoulders. Her mouth fell open, sound strangled by the convulsion of her body around his, and she jerked against him as she came.