"I think that's part of what people like about it," she answered, stroking her fingers against his palm, no longer really holding his hand above his head, though she didn't move away yet either. She knew if he wanted to move her, he easily could and she rested against him, enjoying the warmth of his skin against hers. "You never know what's going to come next, you don't have any control over it. It builds and it builds until you feel like you're going to burst."

Then she smiled again and released his hand. "And then once you're in control again, it's like... like a wave crashing over you. It's powerful."