He almost laughed. Almost. Mainly he thought she might just stop if he gave in and did so, but instead she picked up the pace and he moaned like a whore instead. He stopped playing with her abused nipple, but gave her breast a good squeeze before the hand returned to it's previous position on the back of her head. Fuck did she know how to blow a guy.

Groaning low, he raised his hips up further and tried to focus his breathing to a slower calmer pattern, but it wasn't working well. In the end, he just muttered and wound his fingers into her hair. "Here it comes." he warned her through grit teeth, just on the edge of plummeting into fireworks.