And to think that just before he said all that, Xanthippe wouldn't have thought she could get any more turned on than she'd already been. Guess she was wrong. And how spectacularly so, because hearing him say those words - words that she was going to be thinking back to when she was alone and needing... inspiration - just seemed to push everything into an even heightened level, every sensation turned up to eleven.

And when that was combined with the physical change for the rougher, well. Since he wanted to see her lose it, he was in luck. She held on for several thrusts, her ragged moans getting a fraction louder with each one - and then unraveled, choking on air as the orgasm hit her, leaving her gasping and clinging to him as she did exactly what he'd wanted her to.