She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, stretching up to catch at his mouth. “Don’t ask stupid questions, my lord,” she murmured, and kissed him again, harder.
He chuckled and moaned into the kiss, erection laying against her thigh as he unconsciously rutted against her. Speeding his fingers up, he bit down on her bottom lip, a third finger sliding in beside the previous two.
She gasped and arched, crushing herself to him. She tore her mouth from his long enough to gasp in a harsh breath, and kissed him again, licking at his lip and plunging her tongue into his mouth. It was impossible for her to stop the relentless rhythm of her hips, rising to meet his hand.