Words spilled from nibble-worried lips, speaking of nothing in volumes, all in one breathless rush. Wisps were backed behind a left ear one sentence after another. Too close..too close..oh God breathe. Her breath came in short, almost desparate gasps. The soft whisper of air on her right ear from his deep, resonant voice was causing a prelude to convulsions in certain unchartered areas of her anatomy.
"Control, alt, delete should cure it," he stated matter of factly, leaning over her to her keyboard.
Oh you think so do you! she mumbled, his voice reverberating within her.