Right now, it was up to her to stay quiet. And to be idly thankful that her bed didn't make much noise. He could move and not draw attention to them.

But there was a sharper intake of breath at the sharper sucking. Couldn't, wouldn't stop all reactions. Her fingers closed around strands of his hair, careful not to tug, since that may have seemed like she wanted him to stop.

And she so very much didn't.