The desire for more becomes more, and Kagome's hips instinctively press into him.

Desperate.

Seeking.

Feeling.

The hand holding her to him is firm but gentle, and he guides her searching movement where she needs it—exactly where she needs it—lifting his hips against hers and giving her more purchase.

Kagome shudders and moans as something too intense to describe shoots through her. "Too much."

But even as she says it, she's pressing into him again, searching for that unfamiliar pleasure. Trying to find it. Trying to give it.

It zings through her again when she least expects it.