Watching him undress had brought her back from the brink for the moment, but he swiftly found that edge again. She trembled under his ministrations, panting his name and moaning in rhythm with the shifting of her hips. Just like before, it somehow wasn’t quite enough — she felt empty. “Please,” she begged, incoherently.
He moaned and licked along the inside of her legs, before nodding and slipping a finger inside her body, his tongue and lips only moving faster as he attempted to drive her wild. He wouldn’t move up a step until she was begging and pleading for him to do so.
She shuddered hard when he finally pressed a finger inside, hands groping for his shoulders. He had learned all this from listening to the other Knights? “Y-you should — ” she paused to suck in a sharp breath, writhing, “listen to them m-more often … “