He brings his other hand down from her breasts to settle on her hip, shifting their current angle to allow his fingers to slip inside her arousal as 'requested', though with the pleading tone to her voice, he's not entirely sure if it isn't a request or a demand...perhaps a mix of both.

"...would pleasure you in ways I have only dreamed of treating another. Worshipping your body to find every place that makes you shiver, makes you moan..."

Which, it does not take long for him to do in their current configuration; she moans with each thrust of his fingers and it is only another moment before she tightens around him and finds her own release; his expression is pleased as he works her through it, allowing his chest to rest against hers, tremble in his fingertips.