The pleasure/pain surged through her, pushing her forward on that inevitable journey into climax.  She clung to control as best she could, loving the feel of him so deep inside her, deeper than any partner she'd taken to bed before.<br/><br/>As he ducked his head to kiss her again, her mouth was open and welcoming, and she suckled on his tongue, tasting herself on him.  One hand released the bedding, raising to wrap around his head, her fingers tangling in his hair once more.  She returned force for force, nibbling lightly at his tongue, chewing on his lips and bathing his mouth with her warm moist breath.  No longer did she fear him, and it was likely that the aphrodisiac had long worn off, having fulfilled its initial purpose.  Her lust for him was real now, and she couldn't believe that he wanted her in return.  But she wasn't about to let the opportunity pass.