Trent wasn't sure how he felt about her comment about his ability to multi-task. Also this concept that she was nervous, and speaking about it didn't do him any favors. It started to kill the mood he was going for, taking the pent up energy and angst he was feeling and making him actually think about things. It wasn't that he was opposed to romantic connections, but at the current moment he wasn't there, he wasn't physical lust filled passion, nothing more. Definitely not this nervous admission he was getting from her. The more she spoke, the more difficult it became to stay in the mood.<br/><br/>Still for the time being he didn't fight it when she began to pull his shirt off, the warm air hitting his skin was still somewhat cool against the small beads of sweat that had begun to form. He wondered why she had stopped short of pulling his shirt all the way off his head as he felt her lips kiss down his body, his mind drifting back into the lust filled passion he was hoping for. He finished pulling his shirt off as she reached his pants. Trent smirked down at Sveta as she ran her hands seductively along his thighs, her lips kissing the bulge through his pants. He wanted her, to feel the soft lips against his aching member would be a wonderful treat at the moment.<br/><br/>Once she had exposed his cock to the warm air, it sprang free from its prison, nearly fully hard already. He had no concept of how he measured up to other men, it really wasn't something that he did, nor did he care, all he wanted was for her pretty little mouth to engulf it. She did not disappoint either, he felt her hot breath, then he felt the gentleness of her tongue glide across his cock. It was amazing, shivers of pleasure went throughout his body, a moan of pleasure escaped his lips, and then she finished it off by taking him in. Trent closed his eyes as he felt the amazing sucking and bobbing of her mouth on his aching member. It had been a long time, and his manhood had not had any recent attention, he knew at this rate things were not going to last very long. He didn't mind her fingers digging into his thighs while his came to rest gently on top of her head.<br/><br/>For all of the pleasure he was getting, it seemed Sveta's nervous submissiveness reared its ugly head again as she popped off and looked up. His eyes glared down at her with disappointment as she apologized. "Dammit, just stop talking and keep it up, or switch positions if you really want, but let's not ruin the mood with any more words." His hands gripped her hair tightly and pulled a bit, he wanted her mouth on his cock some more, but he also didn't want to just release inside of her there and be of no use to her needs as well. This wasn't all about him, and even though his recent grabbing would make him appear to be the dominant one in control, he would easily be putty in her hands if she chose to take control away from him. If she didn't fight it though his goal was to pull her up to her feet, where he would begin the process of taking off her shirt, to expose her lovely breasts.