Head already spinning, Rachel couldn't even form words as he pulled soft sounds from her. And a few not so soft as she could feel her center tightening, the little twitches that told her she was getting way too close to the edge.

She arched against him again, gasping as she felt the twist of his finger inside her and she moved with him, her voice still murmuring in the hut. She wanted him to find what he was looking for, dear God did she want that and when he found one she cried out sharply, almost going over the edge right then and there.