The sheer power of her movements, the intensity of her passion, made her acutely aware of the raw strength she was unleashing.
A fleeting, chilling thought crossed her mind: was she hurting him? Could she possibly be pushing him too far?
A wave of apprehension washed over her as she realized she'd exerted more strength than she usually did, a frightening revelation in the heat of the moment.
She feared she might be pushing him too far, that her passion was spiraling out of control. Would she possibly end up inflicting irreversible damage?
But then, she felt him, Riley, responding to the rhythm of her movements. His body, responding in kind, was a reassuring counterpoint to her fears.
The fear subsided, replaced by an intoxicating blend of excitement and release.
"You've got a strong body, Riley," she whispered, her voice laced with a mixture of awe and relief, once the intensity had subsided. A soft smile touched her lips.