She bit her lip against another ragged groan, hard enough that she thought her lip might actually be bleeding, but she held on, digging her fingers into his back, his hip, wherever she could reach. Her body cried for release, aching and tender and tightening like a spring, but she did what he asked, for him and because she knew that she wanted to hold onto this as badly as he did. Her lips found his in a desperate kiss, gasping for air as his name echoed on her lips along with a litany of almost pleading yesses, and oh gods.

Pressing herself against him as hard as she could she stopped caring what the roommates heard, hell, she stopped caring about the neighbors, all her focus was on him and the pleasure coming from between her legs. She was close to breaking apart, but still she held on, not even sure why she was doing it anymore except she knew she was speaking, just above a whisper, "Come with me, babe, please, I want you make us come."