That desperate plea of a please was music to John's ears between her moans for him. It was oh so perfect. The way they blended so well together, it made John almost lose himself right there. But, like a gentleman he held himself back through sheer willpower alone, mostly desperate for this feeling to not end yet. The hand on her breast slid up to her throat gripping firmly as he growled into her ear. Okay, John was going to get rougher with her.
They might want a safe word in the future, who knew.
A firm hand on her neck John kept pumping himself into her as aiming to make sure she was going to feel this, and muscles she forgot she owned in her body. The way she was pressed against the counter and rocking back into him, it was bound to happen.
Now purely focused on what he was doing, there was no teasing to be done. All that there was was a release for them. John's eyes watched how he slid into her, as much as how her body arched for him and reacted to how he was was doing exactly as he said - and what she wanted - which was fucking her into next week. God he wished he could get even deeper into her, and that showed behind the ferocity behind his thrusts into her.