His hips buck beneath her when she squeezes around him, a little grunt swallowed before it can properly make noise, and he ends up pinching her nipple between his thumb and the side of his forefinger; just a brief squeeze before he rubs his thumb over it in apology.

"Fuck, love... You're just..." He trails off, distracted as his other hand finally migrates away from where he'd set it on her hip, sliding across her belly to slip between her legs so he can rub his fingertips over neatly-trimmed curls before tracing the point where his body slots neatly into hers. "...so perfect."