Elena's soft whisper made a growl build up in his throat, his grip on her hip tightening as he began to move faster. This felt so strange but so good at the same time. Not as good as if it was real, but pretty damn good all the same. Making sure he wasn't going to fall forward, he slipped his hand around her, his fingertips trailing across her stomach for a moment, before entwining his fingers with hers. Moving her hand with his, he pressed their tangled fingers to her clit, using the motion of his thrusts to move them back and forth, sliding easily with the lubrication of her arousal. "Better?" he breathed, his voice little more than a rough, low growl.