Sometimes it's safer not to come. Safer to let the guy have his and keep hers to herself. For a few breaths, Kate hovers on that borderline but the sound of Declan's pleasure is so familiar now, the weight of him is so right, she trusts him and lets go.

A slow, sweet wave hauls her under and a second, faster and harder, rolls her. She forgets all the reasons she silences herself and gives him that too, a long quiet keening cry.