They rocked together, pressing against one another through their clothes. Sometimes he found that friction almost as delicious as full on contact, though right now it was bordering on frustration because he just HAD to feel her soon or surely something would happen.
He groaned, hips thrusting up and seeking that pressure she was offering. "Now," he agreed on the edge of a growl. Grabbing her arse, he levered them up and managed to stumble them to the bed, reaching between them to hastily unzip his pants and shove them down his hips and legs.
His other hand, once she was on the bed, pulled at her underwear, helping her hastily get it off, before climbing up on the bed along with her, covering her body with his and seeking another deep kiss, groaning at the feel of skin on skin.
"Fuck," he uttered quietly, reaching down to feel her and see just how wet she was, and damn it she was as aroused as she was. He still remembered that she was a virgin, but gods, he wanted in her soon. "You're so ready," he breathed against her neck.