She nods, whimpers against his mouth, her hands brushing his hair back, touching his face. She loves the way he's putting her where he wants her, loves that hungry growl in his voice. He touches her like this and she belongs to him.

Her legs are still wobbly, but she holds onto the counter, another tremor taking her breath away. He pins her with his body, and she leans forward, rocking back against him.

"Take."