'Now,' she whispers, gradually increasing the pressure, her own thighs trembling as she holds onto him. She can't think about what this will be like when he's inside her, can't think about what it will feel like to share this with him. She can only think about him, about turning him inside out with pleasure, about burning away all the darkness, all the pain and sorrow. Only the heat and light have a place here now. Only the love in her hands, and in her kiss.

'Gene...'