Her laugh is just a low hum as she presses the attack, gently stroking with her thumb as she works mouth and tongue over and around him, from delicate tip to base and back again, swirling her tongue, using the lightest possible edge of her teeth right before she hollows her cheeks and takes him deep and swift.

She hadn't meant to drive him completely over the edge when she started this but now she can't stop chasing those groans, those full-body shudders.

It doesn't matter. They have more time than just tonight.