[He positions his head so that he can try to hold her gaze as she pumps up and down, then brings one of his hands to her breast. He grasps her firm pink nipple between his fingertips, where he massages and pinches it.]

You know how it feels: it's hot and wet and you'll be the only interesting thing in the world until I come. You have my complete attention. How much did you want me inside you?

[And it's true: he's not even thinking about what he's not thinking about. He hasn't thought about Darcy once since he's set foot in the room, nor has he paused to wish that he'd somehow been with her, or with anyone else.]