When Fred bared her neck to him, Rupert smiled against her soft skin. For him, her doing that showed how much she trusted him, and he swore that he was going to do everything within his power to be worthy of that trust.
Gently, he continued to tease her pulse point with his tongue as she pulled her bra off. Drawing his hand over her breasts, he ran his finger around her nipple, watching it harden beneath his touch. Meanwhile, he felt her hand slip into his boxers and encircle his cock.
"Good Lord, love," he hissed, looking into her eyes.
As she began taking control of what they were doing, stroking him and kissing her way down, he groaned and fell back slightly, letting her do as she wanted. A thought popped into his mind at this, but he thought that would be something to best wait to do later. Right now, this was about the two of them being together. They needed this, he knew.
But he was happy to let her take the lead. He trusted her and her alone - he knew he'd never surrender himself to anyone else.
His hips bucked forward as she continued stroking him, and he felt himself beginning to tighten. "Going to come if you continue," he warned, wanting to let her make the decision as to whether she wanted to continue what she was doing.