He likes that she likes this, and he'll continue with this pace if it makes her happy.

His hands wander her body, over the silk that clings to her curves, tugging the material aside where he can to get to her skin. Breaking the kiss just long enough, he pulls her camisole over her head and tosses it aside, quickly closing the gap between them again before shrugging off his jacket and flinging that aside, too.

Still, he's in no hurry, either. Just that being skin-to-skin with her seems like a nice idea right now.