It was lewd, and it sent shivers up and down her spine as he tasted her, licked her folds. Paid attention to her clit until she was trembling, her thighs coaxed near the sides of his head. Her fingers tangled in his hair, stroking against his scalp, alternating between sharper slides of nails.

Much of it was simply unconscious, as Kell pleasured her until she was close to mindless already. She bit down on her lip and tried to watch him, her eyes wide, her face flushed, as she took in the sight of him tasting her. Her fingers slid tenderly over the nape of his neck, urging him on, wanting to see him rub himself into the mattress and come to satiation with her.

If she could hold out that long. His tongue flicked against her and she gasped, pressing back against the mattress, her hips stuttering upwards of their own accord. Neria tried vainly to keep herself from pressing too eagerly against his greedy mouth.