A low groan rumbled through Neal's chest as his eyes moved over her. "Fuck you're beautiful." He spoke as he pressed his lips hard against hers. He only spoke again when they required air. "We both started it."

On hair laced through her hair, pulling her close to him while the other positioned his cock against her sex. He was too eager and he had to firmly remind himself to slow down. His hips began to thrust forward at a slow pace, rubbing his erection against her entrance, covering his length with her arousal.