His mouth find its mark and she gasps, reaching a hand up to weave her fingers in his hair. The frisson travels down her spine and he can feel the shudder in her thighs.

She doesn't need to move far, opening to him, welcoming him closer. Her hips angle back and she rocks against him. It's her turn to tease, just letting him slide along her slit, so close to the promised land while she catches him between her thighs. He can feel how wet she is already, and the air is thick with her scent.

"Slow this time." She turns her head just enough to whisper to him, her voice trembling with anticipation. "Please."