I shudder and gasp, shudder and gasp again, clenching my thighs, and then I shake, shake like I'm coming apart, and I make an urgent noise because I am shaking apart. And then I collapse and Spencer grabs me more firmly and moans the most guttural, primitive sound, and thrusts two, three more times—freezes—and then roars "Sally!" in my ear and collapses, holding on to me, gasping for breath.
