He gasped as her fingers slid down his shaft, and then he gasped again at the way the thing was slightly cool, more so against his overheated skin. But then he was arching up into the circle of her hand, his eyes half closing, jaw slack.

Fucking hair trigger, he thought, and was so startled by it that he almost forgot where he was for a second.

Then he opened his eyes and was reminded again, and forgot everything else. "I'll try to last." He gave her a shaky smile. "If I can."