Victor’s lust pulsed through her, sweeping away any thought, which was exactly what she wanted. With every motion, she chanted, “Yes, yes, yes,” under her breath. So close. So — close. She crooked her hips just a bit, and suddenly he was hitting somewhere inside that made her vision white out in overload. “God,” she moaned, involuntarily, control sliding away; she poured the feeling into Victor.