Karen responds in kind, rising on the heat he draws up from deep within her. She groans her approval of the direct approach, her long legs wrapping around his waist and pulling him into her. More kisses, until they both need to breathe, and then she presses her temple to his, holding him close, breathing his breath.

A quiet litany of Yesyesyes falls from her lips and he can feel his need mirrored in her own.