Perfect didn't cover it for Rachel, powerful was closer to the truth as she felt him rolling into her, pressing her into the bed beneath them, pressing inside her. She tied to move with him, finding the rhythm that their bodies wanted, hips sliding together, arms wrapping around Aidan's body. She wanted him to move with her, through her, push her past her limit to something... more.

"Not... not gonna break." She nipped at his neck as she spoke low against his skin, voice heavy with her own need. If she was going to do this crazy thing, she wanted to do it.