She squeaked a little in return, surprised by his reaction. “I didn’t — stop, I didn’t mean to!” With a hiccupped giggle she pressed him back down, attempting to pin him flat so she could attend with stroking fingers and curious tongue.
Isaac burst out laughing and tried to inch away from her teasing fingers, before he stilled submissively and gazed up at her. “I believe you,” was all he said as he lay there beneath her, eyes burning as he watched her. “Now what are you going to do to me?”
“This,” she whispered, light fingers stroking him. And, “this,” she murmured, kissing along one hipbone. And, “this,” she breathed, taking him into her mouth as he’d taught her so many months ago.