His hands dropped from her head as she kissed him, clutching her hips instead to lift them up and toward his body. She responded so eagerly, her body so ready and wet for his, he couldn't help but speed up. "I like it w-when you moan my name," he whispered against her lips, stealing another thoughtless, heated kiss in the process. He buried himself in her hard, rocking and thrusting directly against her, his groin grinding hard over her clit as his cock stirred her inside, the movement causing loud, wet noises with every twist of his hips.<br/><br/>He paused there, panting, fingers curled tight into her skin. "Unh, fuck, Cass," he groaned, voice low and urgent, his length throbbing inside her. He wanted more, needed more. This wasn't enough. He slid out of her and rolled her, moving quick and aggressive, putting her on her belly. He lifted her hips without pause and stroked himself, still soaked with her juices, before he thrust back into her pussy, deep and hard and full. He bent down over her, his hands sliding up her belly and chest, cupping and caressing her breasts as his hips began to thrust in earnest. He tugged and rolled both nipples between his fingers, panting into her neck and shoulder.<br/><br/>"Oh, god, baby," he breathed, and bit her, teeth biting carefully onto her shoulder. His more primal instincts were rearing themselves, his passion growing more out of control with every thrust of his throbbing cock into her soaking hole. One hand dropped from her chest to her clit, rubbing it hard and quick, and his other hand reached up along her throat and to her jaw. He turned her head and kissed her, the angle awkward but his need unchanged. He moaned against her lips, his voice getting higher with each sound he made as the pleasure mounted and a spring began to coil tightly in his belly.