Hearing her cry his name like this makes his whole body shudder, moan buzzing through him as his tongue plows deeper. He can feel arousal stirring in him again, and when he notices her cupping her breast, he moves one hand to the other, keen to give her so much sensation she can't think.

It hardly takes any time, and he inhales sharply as she tightens around him, pressing through her orgasm until she starts to relax. He gives her one last good lathe of his tongue before letting her go, eyes bright and breath heavy, grinning smittenly as he moves to lean over her, gently sliding a knuckle over her face and his fingers into her hair. "You are perfect," he purrs, eyes trying to take in all of her before he bends down to plant light kisses on her brow, her forehead, her cheekbones, her nose, and then finding her lips again.