The change in positions had been a definite good choice. She'd looked bloody gorgeous spread out beneath him, but there was just something about watching her body rock above him, her breasts moving with each movement of her hips. That alone was almost enough to break his hold and that wasn't even including the way her eyes darkened just slightly with her arousal or the way she smiled at him every time they made eye contact.
A slow smirk of his own, inched across his features when she guided his hands to her breasts. His fingers brushing softly over her skin, before teasing her pert nipples. Just feeling them harden even further beneath his touch had him wishing it was his lips teasing her rather than his fingers. Of course, it was hard to focus too much on that once her hips began to meet his a bit faster and her body began to tighten around him.
Mandy wasn't loud. Each moan or cry was soft and full of emotion, but as strange as it might seem, every time she made a pleased sound he had the distinct feeling that she could be a lot more vocal if given the chance. Her gasps were indication enough that she was close and Drew relished the thought. He was more than willing to give her the release she wanted, making sure that she didn't miss a single sensation. Releasing her breasts, Drew's hands slid back down her body until his hands rested on her thighs. With his hands in their new position, Drew used it to pull her back to him all the faster. Rather than letting his thumbs remain on her inner thigh teasingly, Drew groaned deeply as he watched her; his eyes watching for her reaction to his thumb finding that already sensitive bundle of nerves between her thighs. He wanted to watch her come undone completely and know it was because of him.