She's panting, sweat prickling her skin and she thinks she should try to answer him, but she can't. Not with words anyway. A low, quiet whine escapes him as she pushes herself up toward his thumb, needing more. She's close, though, and she groans into the kiss, working her hand into his hair so she can hold onto him tightly.

"Caden," she groans, feeling heat coiling in her belly, licking through her as her muscles tighten and tense. "Caden... fuck..." She wants him to come, she wants to feel his hips stuttering, she wants him to lose his rhythm and she wants to know it's because of her. No one else, just her.

Her lips part to say something, but her orgasm catches her by surprise and she groans, startled, her back arching her entire body toward him as a wave of pleasure rolls through her.