He was trying to last a little longer for her, wait until she found her pleasure, but it was getting more and more difficult for him. She felt wonderfully tight and he'd wanted this, wanted her for so long, that he could feel his own pleasure piling up fast until he was looking right at the edge, so close to tipping over it.

So he moved faster, shifting the angle of his hips slightly as he thrust harder into her. His hand moved from her thigh and slipped between their bodies, thumb manoeuvring to the point where his cock slid into her, pressing gently against her clit before starting on quick strokes, matching the rhythm of his hips and hoping to get her closer to an orgasm.