Fighting to control the orgasm that was threatening to erupt, Neil moved slowly within her, but when she began moving with him, clutching him to her, his fragile restraint broke along with his desire to prolong the act. Seizing her mouth in a plundering kiss, he drove into her, forcing her faster and faster to the peak, driving her toward it, reveling in her muffled cry as she dug her nails into his back and began to shudder convulsively beneath him.
Lifting her hips higher and tighter to him, he thrust harder, driven by some uncontrollable need to be as deep within her as possible when he came. And then he exploded inside her with a force that tore a low groan from his throat, but still he kept moving, as if she could somehow empty him of the bitterness of his past and the uncertainty of his future.
The second climax erupted in a burst of sensation that screamed down his nerves ends, shook his entire body and left him weak and exhausted.
