He groaned loudly and bucked his hips against her, shifting and thrusting hard into her body as she pulled him against her. He buried his face in her soft hair and tightened his fingers around the back of her neck, holding her tight as he thrust mindlessly.

"Yes...yes I feel you," he gasped, scarcely hearing his own words. He could scarcely believe it, but it was real. He accepted it now, and he could feel the fog beginning to lift from his mind. He could feel that weight lifting, even as he pounded into her.

"I feel you. God, Vanessa..." His fingers tightened, bruising. "Stay with me. Please."