He couldn't help but laugh, quietly, though it was cut off when he saw her face change for that fraction of a second. But he was already moving, and it was clear an instant later that he had made the right move, doing this, because it made her arch and moan even more than before, pulling his mouth back into that big, breathless grin that threatened to never leave.

But coming undone was really all he had left to do, pressing against her harder and faster as she locked her arms and legs around him. He didn't care if the action might be bold, he liked it, it told him that she wanted him here, wanted him close, more than any words ever could. He breathed her name again, breath hitching, heartbeat racing, as his hips moved faster and harder until suddenly -

There was the edge, and then he was over it. He bit back a sound, gasping sharply instead as his back arched and he tried to press himself as absolutely close to her as he could, and then still somehow get closer. His body was burning up, there was a shockwave spreading across his skin, starting from the place where their bodies were connected and racing over every inch of him until there was nothing left but pleasure, but release, something he'd never imagined could feel like this and yet here it was. He selfishly forgot about making Summer feel good, for a moment - he couldn't forget her, not a chance, her very presence was flooding his every sense, his every thought. But all he could think about, past that, was how good he felt, and everything else would have to wait just a minute... or two.