A wave of pleasurable relief washes over him when she moves, slowly enough that he can feel every part of her slide along his shaft, the way she tightens and wraps herself around him just so. It also comes as a reminder that he needs to keep himself in check, his heart quickening just enough that he has to take a few deep, steadying breaths - even though he doesn't stop.
He doesn't pick up pace either. His cock slides in and out of her in that slow but steady manner, one that nearly drives him mad with how much faster he wants to go, how much harder he wants to thrust into her. But he also wants this to last, and more importantly, he wants to not have to stop before they both get their pleasure out of this.
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He doesn't pick up pace either. His cock slides in and out of her in that slow but steady manner, one that nearly drives him mad with how much faster he wants to go, how much harder he wants to thrust into her. But he also wants this to last, and more importantly, he wants to not have to stop before they both get their pleasure out of this.