The word please reverberated inside him, traveling the length of his body to his mind. He twitched, causing his aroused flesh to move before her eyes as he leaned over. A tongue, a piece of flesh, started atop her, pushing down into her, splitting her lips until there was no flesh left to touch. A long a slow push of his body to hers, gathering her and tasting her. She could hear him moan, feel it upon her flesh, right at her core. A second lick, and then a faster stroke, tease her, avoiding her clit, simply teasing her lips.<br/><br/>Both hands came down and gripped her thighs , pulling her legs apart to expose her even more to his attention. A vulgar sight indeed, legs spread, clothes torn, arms above her as his head stayed between her legs. He stopped in mid taste, pushing, forcing his tongue inside so as to feel her, take all she had to offer.<br/><br/>Every breath he made rippled along his chest, his body flushed, heating more, the scent of roses growing as he focused his attention on her. From where she rested she could see him, see the first hint of clear arousal forced from the tip of his cock just from tasting her. He moved a little closer, still out of reach, denying her the sensation of his body, of his taste. There, erect and heavy before her.<br/><br/>He moved one hand to her, placing a thumb along her before pushing in, using it to open her as he forced her to take the intrusion. He moved his mouth to above her clit, resting, waiting. She could feel his breath flow to her skin, his tongue refusing to touch her yet. He was playing, and he was enjoying it.