Nick can hardly care about the volume either, not when it's a mark of pride to make her cry out like that. It isn't a sound he's heard in a long, long time and it's like music to his hears. He doubts he'll be forgetting it soon, seeing as how it's still sending tingles up and down him even now.

His thighs tense as he bucks upward and buries deep, gritting his teeth as she keeps clenched and moving just those few more shallow times before it's all too much and just enough. The grunt he makes isn't precisely the most attractive thing, but it's followed by a pump of his hips as he meets his own climax. He keeps up the movement for as long as he can, drawing out the pleasure until it's slowly replaced with mild exhaustion. Fuck being old.

"That.." He starts slow, pulling out carefully and holding his hands out to steady her in an almost gentlemanly manner. "Was worth the wait." Oh god, he's winking.