Every time she thinks they can't go any higher, that they've had the best sex that any two people can ever hope to have, something like this happens between them.

She's utterly lost in the moment, lost in the taste and smell and sound and feel of him. She closes her eyes, focusing on the feel of his mouth against hers, thinking she could come from his kiss alone, but he's moving in her, deep inside her body, like he belongs there. Like she belongs to him.

Breath to breath, heart to heart, she draws the pleasure into her and feeds it back to him.