At this point, when he tightens his grip on her and fucks her faster and harder, he could leave bruises on her thighs and she'd thank him for it. It doesn't magically throw her into another orgasm, but it's close, at least because he growls and it sets her blood alight, legs wrapped tight around him.

She's too soon left empty, at least that's what it feels like. This little tryst in the woods has left her needing more of him, so much more, so when he speaks, she rushes to answer.

"Yes." It's breathless, and followed by a quick, hard kiss, laughter bubbling out. "Yes, yes." And another kiss after that, before she presses her forehead to his and takes a calm breath.

"I meant it, William," she whispers, cupping his face gently now. "I'm not letting you go."