Jesusfuck. The woman was going to kill him with how responsive she was, and how strong. She took everything he gave her and then pushed back for more. And he intuitively trusted her to balance them so that he could cup one hand over her, fingers split to spread her labia so that the root of his cock ground against her clit with every thrust.

Between the ripple of her clenching around him as he drove into her and his fingers giving extra friction as he pulled out, even as slow and hard as he was fucking her, he couldn't hold out long. Pretty soon, need took over and finesse fled in a flurry of taking as much as he could as fast and hard as he could, his grunts and the slap of wet flesh only adding to the pure, primal need.