Natalie loved the sound of his voice, just then. It made her moan. And sweat was good. Natalie was sweating a bit too. She cared exactly as little. She kept rocking her hips against his. Kept rocking the bed. Made it hard and fast with skin slapping against skin.

She even managed to pry her eyes open again, although the sight of him grasping the headboard just made her moan again. Louder. This was way better than trying to make him beg.

Too bad this really wasn't going to last much longer.