Corey started slow, letting both of their bodies adjust to one another.  Well, really he was letting Avery adjust to him, while for his part he was starting slow so that that tight grasp of her molten sex and the look of pleasure cascading across her face didn’t immediately send him over the edge too quickly.  With his second hand joining the first on the bed beside her head, Corey had a perfect view of Avery bracketed by his arms, and even in the dim light of his bedroom he was perfectly able to watch each sensation play across her features each time he slowly thrust.  It might not be helping him hold out as long as possible, but there was no way he could tear his eyes away.<br/><br/>Increasing the tempo and power of his thrusts without thinking, Corey could feel a thin sheen of sweat starting to cover him, and as Avery’s long shapely legs rose from the covers of his bed to surround him, he took that as all the indication he needed to not slow down at all.  “Oh fuck…” He groaned, as much to himself as to the goddess beneath him as he came at her harder, their bodies starting to slap together in his eagerness, the sound filling the room in accompaniment to the small sounds of pleasure each of them were making.<br/><br/>Feeling his arms getting a little shaky, more from the pleasure coursing through him than from tiredness he was glad to say, Corey eased backwards onto his knees, his hands going to Avery’s waist, lifting her slightly, her ass hovering off the bed as he held her in the perfect position for him to continue pounding into her.  Grinning slightly, Corey watched intently as Avery bounced with each thrust of his hips, sure that he was doing everything he could to make her forget everything except what was happening in this room.