Grace exhales, sharp and high, a breath and a moan, still clinging to him, shaking from the exertion and the pleasure both. She wants so much more, wants everything, but for the moment, she can't say she minds this either. She can still feel him inside her, her body pulsing with it, but at least it gives her a little time to catch her breath. In the meanwhile, she kisses the side of his head, still feverish as she trails down to his neck, sucking at his skin.