[He's thinking you haven't heard your name frequently enough, if it has this effect on you. It's endearing, and hot, and he'd think more on this topic but as soon as you've got him pinned, stroking his cock hard, his head falls back against the wall]

[Breathing hard, almost forming words just with the effort of exhaling, of drawing the next breath]

Hhhh--haaa, haaahhh... [fingers digging hard into you, both inside and the ones making divots in your hip, holding you tight and close, digging deep within, demanding more and faster as his patience frays]

C-c-can I, [panting, trying to remember words that are polite and also that are coherent] Can, I, l-lift you.

[He licks his lips, trying to focus on your face; his eyes are dark, glazed, hungry. Oh, please say yes, he wants to beg.]