He fished one out of his pocket and easily unwrapped it and slipped in on, wholly aroused by her movements against him and her desire to get on with it. His lips found her neck once more before he huffed against her ear, murmuring, "Ready." He positioned himself with one hand while his other found the small of her back, just above the curve of her ass, waiting for her to guide herself down as he leaned back to admire her once more.
And all his mind could think to string together was a melodic chorus of Mine, mine, mine, mine...