It was a strange sort of amplified feeling, him in her. As another moan escaped into their newly reunited lips. It was as if he could feel himself in her from her perspective as well as his. As she came back down, he placed a hand on her hip to pause her and pushed off the couch. Moving his lips down to her neck he carefully lowered her back to the couch, and with one knee on the couch, his other foot on the ground he smiled as she spread her legs for him.
Leaning back up, he re-inserted himself and started slow at first. He focused on all the sensations, from him and from her. There was no question as to when he needed to speed up, he could feel her wanting it as much as he did. He panted as his hips thrusted harder and he felt himself going as deep as he could. "Holy fuck."