[She can feel beads of sweat trickle down her body, tickling her overly-sensitive skin. She clenches tightly around him. Everything is hot and stretched to the point of breaking, and she feels like her entire body is a cacophony of lights and explosions. But it's still not enough.
Harder. She's not sure whether she just thinks it or the word actually makes it past her lips.]
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Harder. She's not sure whether she just thinks it or the word actually makes it past her lips.]