He didn't have to coax her for long; he forgot that he had always had her trust, then and now even with their relationship changed. Gwendolyn was usually able to make herself last long, building her own climax with teasing and slow touches. But the sensation was entirely different when it was with someone else that she delved into pleasure. Her cries grew breathless and sharp as she craned her neck back, eyes pointed towards the ceiling as her back arched off of the bed. Higher and higher she felt herself escalate, until finally she came, her hips staccato as they pressed once, twice, and a third time on Cameron's fingers.<br/><br/>The breath she had been holding released into heavy pants as she struggled to catch her breath. Gwendolyn hadn't even noticed that at the moment of her climax, she had began tugging on his hair, her knuckles white. Her limbs felt gelatinous and pleasantly heavy as she forced herself to unfurl her fingers from Cameron's hair.<br/><br/>"Come here..." she panted, fingers pressed into his skin to pull him up towards her. When he loomed close, Gwendolyn wrapped her arms around him and pulled him to her in a crushing kiss.