Matt laughed. He really did laugh. "Alright, alright!" He whispered into the laughter.
The expert in these matters that he was, Matt kept teasing Ella's breasts with one hand while the other looked in his back pocket for a condom. Silly teenager habit that had never abandoned him, he never left without it. Finally managing to find it, he ripped the package open with his teeth - careful not to rip the condom, obviously - and put it on, which took longer than if he had been using both his hands - but he wasn't alone and Ella needed tending to.
When all was done and ready, Matt forced Ella's legs spread open and with one slow thrust, he was inside her, a wave of relief coming over him as well. He hadn't noticed how worked up he'd been until just now.