Now, only now, his fingers slid gently into her, one finger, then two, gently parting her as his lips trailed down her neck, sucking soft kisses off onto the delicate skin there, teasing the skin gently between his teeth. He liked to listen to the sounds she made, especially because there was a different sort of pain in her pleasure. He suspected she was still resisting, just a touch, just an inkling, even the best girls still resisted now and then so he would forgive her for now, even his mind wanted something very different, even if he wanted her across the desk begging in a different way. This was part of the lesson too though, that he could bring her pleasure. And he did like those little sounds...<br/><br/>He dropped his head more and ran his tongue across one nipple, rough and teasing, then did the same to the other, teeth scraping as he caught and toyed with in his mouth. He liked the taste of her skin, heady and hot, he liked the feeling of his fingers pressing into her, the heat surrounding them, it made him ache and need, but he pulled back to look at her instead, his eyes tracing her face, seeking an answer to a question he hadn't asked yet, keeping his fingers inside her and around her, caressing slowly.<br/><br/>"Tell me what you want, Sommer," he coaxed, ever-present smile firmly affixed. "Tell me what you want and maybe I'll give it to you." He wanted to hear her say it. It would cement his control and turn the ache in him into a raging fire. His other hand, the one that wasn't working inside her, slid up to cup her breasts and caress them slowly, enjoying how soft and full they felt in his hand, switching attention from one to the other.