As her body goes rigid around him -- around his still-thrusting hips, around his cock like a vise -- he comes hard, blindingly hard, and her wonderfully unfettered cries ring so loudly throughout the Klub that he can't tell whether his own screams are being drowned out or if his voice has left him altogether. Breathless, he clings to her in the wake of their orgasms, his cheek pressed against her chest, listening to the wild thumping of her heart under his ear as it beats out an endless, tireless rhythm.