And there would be no need to, because Kate was well on her way, and he'd know that, too. She'd been making noise all through this, and she wasn't about to stop now. So, her panting turned into urgent, short noises, one after the other, until dissolving into what was almost a scream once she actually started coming.

Thankfully, it was mostly muffled against his neck and shoulder. He'd hear the ecstacy there, but maybe her neighbors wouldn't.

Much.

Kate didn't care, either way. Caught up in her pleasure, she stared at him, because that was the only way she could keep her eyes open. This was because of him. She wanted to see him while it all happened. She wanted to see.