He truly cannot stop the thrust against her hand, his breath coming out in a fierce, fervent, gasping curse.

"Just you, darlin'." He assures her, as he sets up a firm, steady, driving rhythm, his thumb pushing against her clit. He is demanding, relentless - if she wants the beast, he will do his damnedest to comply.

He is also going to plunder her mouth again, groaning his encouragement of the tightness of her nimble, talented hands.