Maggie's head fell back as her spine bowed from the force of that first thrust, deep and straight through her like a battering ram. Even as he pushed into her to the hilt, she was already pressing back, pushing to get more, more, more. Her arms stretched, wrists angled, and dug her fingers into his hips as if trying to get him to give her what she needs.

"Jack. Please," she gasped. "Everything."