The way she feels around him almost overwhelming, it's a moment before Jerry can speak, or even move, for that matter. Once he does, though, he doesn't have it in him to hold back, both hands gripping her ass as he rocks hard into her, over and over. This doesn't change what happened earlier, he's not deluded enough to think so, and it doesn't make up for his leaving her waiting, and it sure as hell isn't just to keep it all at bay for a while, but God knows it helps. In a way, he thinks, he's needed this, needed her. He just wouldn't know how to say so without it sounding wrong. Instead, he just kisses her hard, gasping when he draws back. "Fuck, Grace."