He loved her. He adored her. She was driving him completely crazy. Her moan just added to it all. His hand kneaded the flesh of her hip and part of her rear, and with every thrust he ground against her slightly, hoping to stimulate her into another orgasm.
"Fleur..." her name tumbled from his lips as his thrusts sped up, became a little more erratic. Endearments also spilled out, and he thrust harder one more time before coming completely undone, feeling himself spill into her with a last few thrusts.