Oh, he was so nice and hard, and she was burning hot as he could no doubt feel by now. There was no doubt in her mind that this was going to be more fast and furious than slow and leisurely, and she didn't mind at all. The ache inside needed to be sated, and she was no longer willing to wait.
She let go of him to move her hands to her own hips and the sides of her knickers, which with excellent forethought had been ones with little ties on the sides so that they could easily be removed without having to maneuver around her garter and stockings. The bows were pulled with far less grace than usual, and the tiny scrap of black lace was thrown off to the floor.
"Now!" she growled, slipping her arms around his neck to pull him down into another passionate kiss.