“Fuck,” she whispers, grinding her pelvis a little against his mouth.

“You’re a fucking eager one, aren’t you?” She continued, breathless and increasingly aroused. “You like that? You like knowing that you’re completely at my mercy, don’t you?” Her hand righted in his short cropped hair, pushing him harder between his legs. “You keep this up and maybe I’ll even let you fuck me. Come on, baby, give me those fingers too...”