He just got his mind back, and he's going to lose it again. Utterly. Completely. He can't stop looking at her, the golden waterfall of her hair over her shoulders and brushing his skin, the way her mouth's gone pink around him, the shine of the lingerie she's still wearing--

--and then she slides her hand up and under and he feels his vision white out entirely as he lets out a raw, rough sound and lets his head fall back.