He wanted to be inside her right now. No, no he wanted her to keep stroking his dick, keep leading up to it, god, it felt so good, the way she led up to it. And her moans, fucking hell they sounded good, he wanted more of those, he could listen to those for hours, going blissfully crazy the whole time.
The blissfully crazy feeling only ramped up even more when she dropped her head back and it felt like the perfect invitation to trail kisses down her chest. With a slow lick he rolled her nipple beneath his tongue, then drew it into his mouth entirely with another low moan at how pleased he was to be doing this. He wanted to tell her she had such beautiful, beautiful breasts, but he didn't want to take his mouth off them for a moment to do it. It was a dilemma he didn't know how to solve, but he did move his fingers in a tighter little circle between her legs, since that seemed to please her.