He held on, clutching her like a life preserver in pounding surf as her climax crashed over them both. When it finally subsided, he sighed contentedly and rested his head against one still quivering thigh. Could she really have enjoyed his attentions that much? No reason for her to feign enjoyment, he thought; their relative positions in this ... arrangement ... freed her from any pressure to be gentle with his ego. So that glow of pride he felt at Sarah's very vocal pleasure was, like as not, deserved.<br/><br/>He waited until Sarah had stilled, then disengaged himself from her legs and slithered up the mattress to stretch out alongside her.