Torture. Clearly, this was what torture felt like. Well, if torture was meant to feel agonizingly good. And it looked like she was going to keep going this way for a while, leaving it up to him to pick up the pace. Settling his hands securely on her waist, he pushed her onto her back, pinning her to the couch. Once he was sure she wasn't going to fall off - he's had it happen before with someone else - he smirked.
"There definitely are," he agreed, pushing her skirts around her waist and thrusting forward. He groaned. "But I think I like this better."