The rough attention she was giving him helped bring him around. Not yet. He wasn't done yet.

He rocked against her, each time getting a little harder and a little faster. He groaned as the hand she'd slipped into his pants worked its magic. His breathing increased as the hormones kicked back into overdrive.

He balanced himself with one hand, reaching beneath her skirt to grab at that sensitive point between her legs. He pressed his fingers hard against it, starting to squeeze and release it by turns.

He nipped at her breast, teeth teasing the nipple.