He sucks in a breath, moaning again, rubbing a small circle on her back with one hand. He loves the way her skin is damp, the way she works for her pleasure. She knows what she wants from him and takes it, and it makes him pulse inside her, the idea that she lets him be the one to give it to her.

'One more, luv,' he murmurs, breathless, his head hazy with need. She's so close, all over him, glorious tits rubbing up and down him, impaling herself on him and loving it. He can't let her go without feeling her break again.