Rachel writhed beneath him in pleasure, moaning against the skin of his shoulder as she bit down a little against a wave of pleasure. Each thrust pulled something out of her that she normally hid inside and she raked her nails across his back again. All the pent-up feelings she'd had, everything she'd held inside came out as she kept doing her best to move with him. In and out, he pushed her back and forth on the bed, driving her further and and further.