She arches her back as he sets his rhythm, each thrust so vigorous that it nearly knocks her off the sink, but his body against her back and his hand around the front of her stroking between her legs keeps her from pitching over. She can hear his quiet grunting breaths in her ear, and they only goad her on further; she wonders just how close he is himself, after all of this teasing. She's clenching around him so hard now that she's not going to hold out for much longer.

"Oh, god...please...more..."