"When he couldn't stand the torture she was inflicting a moment longer, he removed her hands and placed the tumescent tip of his shaft at her opening; while his hands massaged her breasts, his fingers pulled at the taut nipples. Slowly, he eased into her tightness, reveling in her low moan of pleasure.
'Oh God, James!' she cried out, taking him full within her. Every nerve ending in her body was on fire. Her heart pounded loud in her ears and her blood pulsed in rhythm to his throbbing organ.
The darkness heightened every sensation, every stroke, every kiss, every touch of his hands.
Harder and harder he pumped until Danielle grew taut and her insides expanded. With one final, hard thrust, he took her over the edge of her passion and she exploded in a shattering climax."
Phantom Lover -- Millie Criswell