Bruce's hand followed the curve of her leg around his waist till he reached her hip, then lifted to change the angle again. Responding to the urging of her body, he moved faster, harder, his breathing increased but still timed with hers.
He could feel it moments before she did - the pulse of muscles within her that signaled the arrival of her climax and he tilted his hips upward as he counted off six more seconds before, with a gasp, she was clenching around him. Her body spasmed beneath his and it was far too much for him to bear.
Grinning, he bent to kiss her ear. "Good girl," he whispered, his voice betraying how frayed his control was. "You are so gorgeous." Placing his forehead on the pillow beside her head, he closed his eyes and with three more thrusts, he let go and followed her into his own release.
Bruce took a long moment to kiss her, recovering his breath and letting their heartbeats return to normal. Pulling away, he smiled, the expression quickly growing from soft and affectionate to something far more mischievous. Slowly, he began to thrust again, reaching for her hand to twine his fingers with hers. "I believe I promised you 'awhile'," he smirked.