I promise to visit

Her moans, muffled though they were, peaked in that moment, rising to a high-pitched "Mmmph" that broke through the barrier of the pillow despite her efforts.

The sound was sharp, desperate, a keening edge to it that betrayed the depth of her own unraveling.

Her fingers clutched the pillow tighter, knuckles whitening as she anchored herself against the waves crashing through her, her hips still lifted, still trembling under the weight of his hands.

Alex's voice broke the silence next, a final, low groan, "Nngh" that rumbled from deep within his chest. It was a sound of release, of breaking, raw and unfiltered as it slipped past his lips.

His head tipped back slightly, the cords of his neck standing out as he let it out, the last vestige of control slipping away.

Then, as quickly as it had come, the sound faded, replaced by the soft, uneven panting that followed.