The only thing that managed to push Henry's smile from his lips were his own gasps of pleasure. With his temple now pressed to Gabriella's, he was positioned to ride out her orgasm right along with her. Every exquisite roll of her hips, the tightening of her pussy around him, the shuddering around his cock was all his to share. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured over and over until her body quieted.
Kissing what he could reach of her-- cheek, the crown of her head, her shoulders, the back of her neck-- Henry let out a long, deep breath. Henry withdrew from her body, a moan of longing escaping both of them. Seeing her limbs starting to buckle, he supported Gabriella until he could slide beneath her.
With her body now stretched out completely atop his, Henry sheathed himself inside her again, now happily taking advantage of the position to kiss her deeply. After just a minute or two, Henry could feel the pressure building quickly within him. "Close," he rasped against Gabriella's mouth. "Close..."