Arching her back, Parvati raised herself up, bracing one hand against the wall and reaching back with the other to grab George's hand. She pulled it up to breast, settling it so it covered the entire breast and squeezing it slightly to encourage him.
Then she switched hands, bracing with the other so she could pull his other hand up to the back of her head, winding it through her hair slightly.
Using both hands against the wall, she pushed back into each thrust, helping him keep his rhythm. With each thrust she tightened her muscles so that she clung to him tightly. 'Come for me, George,' she purred.