Her name on his lips sent a wave of unexpected pleasure through her.  She had never heard him say it like that, with such an intimate depth.  As Eve began to rise and fall above him, she almost felt as if she were being pulled and tugged by the strings of fate.  Pushed toward a man that should have been her enemy but still managed to fill her in such a way that it seemed as if they were molded for each other.  She bent forward as his hands moved over her body, capturing his lips with hers, mouth open and wanting to explore his.  She wanted to taste him, to drown in him and lock the world away for a while.  It felt as if they were only safe here, right now, melded together.<br/><br/>The kiss was a deep one, her lips captured and recaptured his over and over and her hips rose and fell.  Her back arched to the touch of his hand, the fingers sent tingling sensations through her as he held her nipple.  One of her hands slid down the plane of his chest, along his torso, and then lifted, snaking between her thighs and stopped just abrupt of where their bodies met as her fingers moved to tease the swollen bud of nerves there.  Her body went alight with the simple motion, the added pressure against her clit.<br/><br/>Eve had never really felt like this before.  The few men she had slept with were more of a means to an end.  Perhaps men she had cared about but not really men that she had truly loved.  She leaned back up as the rapture of the moment took her, head lulling back as she moaned out loud.  "Gods, Casey.  You feel so good...So perfect inside me.  Gods. harder...harder."