John chuckled at his wife's response and started moving his finger a little harder and faster. As he did, he could feel the sensations moving through her and knew that he needed to stay in control; otherwise, he was going to come when she did, and he didn't want this to be over then. He wanted to be inside her when he came.
So he took a deep breath, watching her move with his finger and the way her chest rose and fall. Leaning over, he took her nipple in his mouth, rolling his tongue over and around it, knowing it would drive her over the edge.
And soon, she was coming, spasming against his hand. With a grin, he pulled his hand away and licked his fingers clean before moving in between her legs. Leaning down, he kissed her deeply as he pressed himself to her entrance and pushed inside, hissing at how tight she was since she had just climaxed and was still trembling some.
God, Fred, he murmured before he began thrusting into her, holding her close against him.