He growled, this time it raising up loud and clearly audible even amidst the women's rising cries as her nails dug into his scalp. It was like white fire of pleasing sensation, and how could Rayner not just eat it up? Plus, it meant he was doing something very right. But this wasn't enough right here. Not this straight forward. No, he wanted more from her. Not just the quick orgasm. He was supposed to keep her writing until he COULDN'T STAND IT, and if she was crying for more, why should he give her as little more as possible? Yeah. Hell yeah, he was enjoying this. He was going to have fun. She was a gorgeous thing to torment.<br/><br/>Rayner continued, hungry sounds grumbling from his throat, making Celeste tighter, further along.<br/><br/>But soon, before she had a chance to hit the cusp of cumming, just to make sure he didn't hit the point of no return, Rayner suddenly pulled his head away, even against the hard scratching of Celeste's nails against his scalp, drawing lines on it, and yanked his thumb out with a pop. Quickly, he covered her pussy with his one hand just in case she'd try and finish herself off, pressing firmly but not moving much of any.<br/><br/>Had to keep her hanging on by her nails and teeth here.<br/><br/>Heh. Literally.<br/><br/>Without any actual words Rayner ducked his head down, holding her legs tucked over his shoulders and keeping them on tight, wrapped up and keeping him in. It turned her hips right on upright for him, and made it all the easier to put his face low, trailing his tongue from the back end of her pussy down toward... something else. Yup, legs kept right on up, exactly where he wanted them. And Rayner let his tongue slide over the pucker of her anus, slowly circling and wetting it all down. He let it go back and forth and get the area around it, already fairly wet from Celeste dripping like made. Which only made him hungrier, hotter about it all. Yeah, he could fuck her real soon. But just now, instead he buried hid face against her ass and pushed his tongue slowly inside, growling as he did, and tried to press against one wall and then another, and then another.<br/><br/>Tight as this would be, who knew if he could manage that though.<br/><br/>At least he could push it deeper in.