Neil's eyes started to roll into his head as they slipped shut when her fingers slid through his hair. Leaning into the touch, he felt those rough words as much as he heard them, tugging at the space behind his heart and reigniting that hunger, that need, pulling him further into her, body and soul.

Opening his eyes, he looked into her face, a hand shifting to smooth her hair back off her forehead.

"I won't." he promised softly with another roll of his hips, shifting to tease his mouth over hers. He didn't stop, didn't tease this time, moving with slow, deep thrusts as he kissed her, feathered his lips along her jaw. "I won't stop...I got you..."