Even as overwhelmed with sensations as he is, he finds something to focus on - her fingers gripping his hair - to keep him centered as he works her through her climax. (He has 'learned' by now that he shouldn't quit simply because he hears her cry out and tense around him - there are waves of pleasure to ride over!) However, once she does start to relax, he climbs back up her body to rest above her - keeping his weight on his own limbs so she can catch her breath.

He allows the fingers of one hand to linger between her legs, as she is pressing slowly towards his touches; his own cock is half-hard again and he doubts it would take much to be ready to sink inside of her cunt.

"Do you need a break, Goddess?" He whispers in her ear. "Or do you desire my fingers and my cock inside of you without hesitation?"

As a tease, he slips one fingertip to rub oh-so-softly at her clit, knowing she is still sensitive, but still wet and wanting.

"However you desire it, I will worship you."