and then , just when the feel of her fingertips on his neck was like fire , as her lowered head and parted lips blended with her thighs pushing against him , at that moment when she levered him deeper in with her bearing down-it was then that his climax took over , all red and white and black and grey behind his eyes , the white-hot star of explosion and disbursement a sweaty , fevered affair that hit him not like waves but , instead , on one giant crack of decision .