John continued thrusting into his wife, feeling her starting to flutter around him already. He knew that he wasn't going to last long - not after the orgasm he'd already had and with how tight she was in this position. He felt her relax a little bit, which helped, but still he knew his release was coming up fast.
"Hmmm," he moaned when her fingers began to move through his hair. "The feeling's mutual."
By this time, both of them were slick with sweat, and he could taste the salt on her skin when he pressed another kiss to the juncture of her neck and shoulder. He thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her, knowing that with the way things were going, there wasn't anyway to slow down what was happening. So he decided to just give himself over and let it happen. As he pushed into her again, he reached around her to find her clit, but before he could even touch it, she was suddenly shaking in his arms, clenching him tightly.
This quickly brought on his own release, and as he found himself trapped within her, he came, letting go in wild spurts, his entire body jerking slightly. It took him a few moments to gain control again, and when he did, he held Fred tight against him for a few moment before nudging her head to turn towards him so he could kiss her deeply for a few moments. He then slowly pulled out of her and went into the bathroom to get a few towels and wet them, which he then used to clean both of them up.
Once he was done, he held her tightly, resting his head to hers, glad she was in his life. "I guess we should get dressed before Ronon and Jennifer arrive with Alex, huh?" he asked with a chuckle. "I love you, Fred."