She looks up at him, now even more desperate than before. Her eyes wide, she begs him for it all. "Chris..." she whispers, barely audible. "I want... I can't wait....I need you so much..." Her eyes fade and fall shut, her arms wrapped around him. (Continue)

The moment is over, and they are both left exhausted. Her body arches still, as her hands wrap tighter and tighter about his shoulders. The air in the car is cold and chilly, her hands holding him tight, her breaths coming faster and harder than ever, as if trying to keep this from happening again. His hips twist and turn, sliding into her anew. She gasps, feeling his hands wrap around hers, guiding her forward. "Chris..." she whispers, her voice hoarse. "I want you...