Fulcrum

Her head fell back and to the side as his mouth dropped to her neck, leaving her throat more fully exposed to him. She stayed like that even when he lifted his head to speak again, his voice and breath so close to her ear sending a chill through her that had nothing to do with the cool water or their lack of clothes. "Yes," she exhaled, quiet and emphatic. As if to punctuate her own statement, she rolled her hips forward against his, the motion slight but encouraging. "Very."