God, she felt so good, it was like his head was spinning with pleasure. He moaned against her mouth, kissing her back with equal passion, desperate for her.
And there were the instructions again, and he didn't need to be told twice, or to be pleaded with now. He needed her just as much, and he could take that as permission to just let go, let himself snap. Lips crushed against hers, fingers gripping at her soft skin as he moved with her, pushing deeper and harder inside her, letting everything about her just wash over him.