"Nnn - no," she manages to breathe out, a fire spreading through her veins starting from where he's rubbing her clit. It makes the rhythm of her hips stuttered, frantic, uncoordinated. He makes her lose control, like he would've likely made her lose it when they hadn't been friends at all, but rivals.

It's different now. It's - more. She forgets about covering herself for a moment and lifts her hips until he's almost out, sinking down harder than before. "I don't - " Pause, long enough for her hands to find his cheeks. "Want - to share - y-you."