She squirmed under his tongue, grasping the covers in a desperate grip to keep her hands busy. Her juices were flowing and she ached for more.<br/><br/>"Fuck, you can... do whatever..." She managed and arched her back in response to him. She didn't care what he did, as long as she got to feel him inside her. She'd been waiting for him, wanting him, but somehow never gotten around to asking him up... "I want you." She breathed and tried to lower her legs, wanting to kiss him again.