Kell's arms encircled her thighs from beneath, letting him smooth his palms over her skin, inviting her thighs to brush against his ears, hold him closer. For all that he was touching her, pleasuring her, she was ultimately the one who held the power here.

Kell drew in a breath as she brought him closer, a tightness all down his body, wrought with heat and want, and he moaned low in his throat, arching his hips to press against the mattress, a shiver of breath as the movements of his tongue turned long and slow, ending with heavy flicks against her clit.

Coaxing.