He felt her urgency. He felt her desire. He felt her arouse his to a level that no woman had in the recent past. When her manicured fingers touched his nipples, he couldn't help but groan. The pace of his thrusts quickened if that was even possible. He was no more in icy control of himself, like he usually was with all his clients. He was a manipulative son of a bitch who quickly and easily brought his clients to climax, without even breaking a sweat. But she was different. Her determined effort to keep up with him, spurred him on, aroused him.<br/><br/>He pressed down with his upper body, flexing her thighs and legs. He kissed her on her lips and let his tongue play with hers. His eyes were two balls of fire, whose intensity was directed right at her. He wanted her to feel every inch of his cock, every flex of his muscles, every bit of his desire. He licked her nipples and kneaded them with his tongue, all the while not slowing down with his thrusts. It almost felt unreal to him. He was in a different world, one filled with desire. One filled with lust.<br/><br/>'This is going to be a long night,' he whispered in her ear, a hint of playfulness in his voice.