and then - oh , then - her back arched and his fingers and self were lifting , lifting her as all heat and fire and warmth and wetness zoomed between her legs , into her chest , her heart expanding and blossoming , his voice in her ear whispering , `` yes , come , come laura , i 'm - `` biting her hand was her only recourse as she twitched and jerked , the sheer force of her orgasm so strong that her body tried to escape it , could n't run away , had to stay and let the pleasure envelop her , nerve endings straining to grow enough to accept all dylan gave her now , his legs working for balance and purpose and then - `` laura , oh , laura , '' he moaned , but she was too caught up in the layered power of her own body 's response to reply .