He's reached the point of no turning back. He moved against her, thrusting his erection against her thighs. His hands grabbed her wrists, intent to pin her arms above her head, using the wall for support.
He growled a low, gutteral sound. If she tried to stop him now, she'd be met with a wall of resistance. He bent his knees, caught her wrists with one hand, freeing his other hand so that his fingers could dive and probe between her thighs.