Her hands held him fast to her bare breasts, and he happily continued to explore them. She was rocking against his hips, grinding herself against the bulge in his crotch. It was torture, especially with her hands slowly sliding down his stomach. He knew where her hands were heading, and when they got there, he gasped.
"We could ... I could take my pants off, if you want," he breathed. Not that he was in a hurry to get to the sex.