Natalie wasn't about to start assigning any descriptors to small actions right now. But she liked his hand where it was. More than she'd bother admitting.

Her hips kept moving. And yeah, the pace was also steadily getting faster, bit by bit. Pretty smoothly, even, because she was just that great. Her control would break eventually on that score, but not quite yet. She could still make sure he got as deep as could with every push, for one thing.