"Fred," John grunted softly, the pleasure deep down in the base of his spine burning and sparking. Between the sensations running through his own body and all the feelings he was getting from her, he knew he wasn't going to last long. It was almost impossible to hang on when it came to her.
Especially when her fingers started to fondle him, causing him to gasp as he quickened his thrusts. Reaching between them as she pulled him closer for another searing kiss, he began rubbing her again though his fingers felt clumsy. He heard his warning that she was close at the same time her body began to flutter around him, and the next thing he knew, white exploded behind his eyes as he twitched in release, Fred clenching tight around him.
When their bodies settled, John opened his eyes and looked at his wife, smiling before giving her soft kiss. "I love you," he murmured as he stood there for several moments, buried inside her.
Knowing that it probably wasn't comfortable for her to sit there much longer, he slid out of her and reached over for one of the washcloths. After wetting it, he cleaned both Fred and himself up. Once he was finished, he helped her off the counter.
"Should probably get dressed before Alex wakes up," he said with a laugh.