"Are...you ok? Is this pace good enough?
He squeaked out straining to get the words out. He fluttered his eyes open to peer down at her. Her scrunched up face nestled against his chest. She gripped her hand harder onto his shoulder.
"Mhmm..."
She nodded her head as she shakily brought her legs higher to rest on his hips. He let out a whimper as he pushed a little bit more of himself into her. She felt divine so wholly and utterly surrounded around him. She started to pant from under him.
"I can sp... speed up if you want me to."
He let his head hang as he barely managed to get the few words out. She shook her head. He could feel her legs starting to shake as he slowly and rhythmically worked himself from tip to hilt. She let out a choppy moan into his chest as he hilted in with a little bit more force than she was expecting.
She gripped onto his shoulders a bit harder as he hilted inside of her yet again. He lifted his head to watch her expression change as he pulled out as shoved into her with significantly more force than before.
"Ahh!"
She let out a hearty moan, flicking her eyes up to his. He could almost read her expression as he made the gesture again. She let out another open-mouth moan.
"Patrick! Please... fuck me! H...ard~"
She blurted out, keeping her gaze locked with his. He surged his hips forward, fucking himself with a much quicker pace than he was concerned about before. Oh... how much he wanted to keep himself intertwined with her, but he was nearing his limit.
He didn't expect to last long, but this was a lot shorter than even he was expecting. He looked down at her with an apologetic look as he pulled out of her, barely being able to get out of her quick enough before he spilled all over her stomach.
She looked down, releasing her legs and arms from around him to stare at the milky-white liquid. She kept panting as her eyes fluttered, lazily looking into his eyes.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't manage to hold it any longer."
He panted out shifting to sit beside her. Her face flushed with red as he laid down next to her. He trailed his hand up and down her breasts.
"Do you want me to try to finishing you off too? I know you haven't really done this before, but I am happy to try."
He whispered into her ear. He turned to grab a washcloth off the nightstand as he reached down to wipe off her tummy. She turned her head to try to shakily lay on her side. He did the same, facing her. She shifted to nuzzle her head back against his chest.