Her hand on his shoulder slid lower, down the expanse of his back and she was aware, again, of just how much bigger he was than her, a thought that sent another bolt of pleasure rushing through her. She was close, too, her hips tilted just right, the friction of each thrust drawing her closer. "Delta," she breathed, fingers curved under, gripping his lower back as she felt the muscles in her legs tightening. Her back arched when she came, almost a surprise and she pressed her forehead against the curve of his shoulder, her body shuddering, hips still rolling up toward his body, seeking more.