"Yes," she tells him, and runs her hands up closer to his hips. "Yes, baby."
She presses slow, deliberate kisses up along the inner line of his thigh, then turns her head to pay the same sweet attention to the other leg as her hands settle on his hips, her thumbs sliding into the cut of his groin.

Kiss after slow kiss, she works her way up along his leg until she's pressed herself between his thighs and she can take him, slow and warm and sweet, into her mouth.