Miles let his teeth nip gently at her lip as her thumb ran over the head of his cock. Feeling the gasp as he brushed against her nipples, he let his hand drag slowly down her belly.
His tongue ran over his own teeth as she nibbled at his neck, her hand slowly working his cock. His balls were already aching for something more, but he knew he literally would go weak at the knees if he tried to control this. He'd been sick, and it was all he could do just to stand up against the tiles.
The hand trailing down her belly slipped between her legs and he could feel the heat pooling there as he let his fingers trail over her folds, his lips dropping back to nip along her jawline as he moaned from the feeling of her hand. He continued to thrust into her hand, slowly feeling the build up of tension just aching for release.