The sound of his name from her lips made his heart jump...and his hips to momentarily buck hard without their usual sense of control, a few seconds of frenzied motion before he reigned himself in to pay attention to where she sought friction and he was able to meet it, pulling her down when she moved down, pressing up and against her, trying to find that sweet spot for her when she pulled him close. He could feel her getting slicker around him...felt her pace quicken. He felt his whole body tremble at her efforts and strong, worn hands held her close as her name escaped him in a husky whisper.

"Skarlet."

The screw in his belly felt like it was getting impossibly tight.