With a growl and a grunt, he only breaks contact between their mouths so he can lean back and shove both his jeans and his briefs down to his knees.

By the looks of it, he's ready to go.

Her silk knickers get pulled all the way down her legs, his rough hands following in their wake, and he tosses the garment aside where it lands somewhere near his t-shirt.

And then he's on top of her again, between her thighs, hips eagerly pressing against hers.