Air was overrated. They'd get back to it. The closeness was working for her, with all its chest to chest contact. As he could probably tell from the way her nipples had hardened, rubbing against his skin. (Like everything else didn't give it away that she was enjoying herself.)

The quicker stroking made her muffle a moan against his mouth. And since that deserved something in return, her own strokes got a little quicker, with a little more pressure at some spots (like, say, the head). She didn't want to push him too far, but she was definitely aiming for him to be aching to be somewhere other than just within the grasp of her hand.