Leah was really running out of ideas with what to do with herself. Her hands roamed all over her body, sometimes just left beside her head with her palms to the sky, other times gripping at the sheets of her shoddy bed. She felt the first of likely a few orgasms come to fruition, but then was lifted off and away from the bed and unceremoniously shoved up against the wall.<br/><br/>The rush of being lifted by Sev and the first thrust were enough motivation to scream out in ecstasy. Leah's hands dug into her hair, her body not moving in the slightest as she was coming off her high. Sev didn't look close to finished and that was perfectly fine. When the sensation of her orgasm died down, she met every of his thrusts, holding onto his neck with both of her arms to add a little force into it. This let Sev breathe right onto her neck even though he probably wasn't completely aware of what he else he was doing besides fucking her senseless.