This was, if he was honest with himself, one of his favorite things to do. Partially because they always ended up trying to outdo the other. She was very clearly enjoying the motion of his fingers while she was making him lose the ability to think with anything but the erection in her hand. It was no wonder she had him wrapped around her finger. Yes, he loved her more than he could every dare to express, but he also was a puddle in her sexual hands. Pressing a second finger into her, he grinned as she moved with him.