She trembled and whimpered at the teasing touch, wanting to press back into it but not quiet daring to do so, not yet. When she heard him taste her she moaned aloud for him, beyond words at the moment. The press of him against her ass, still so sore from his strikes drew a soft, low sound in her throat and she responded to him, eager, greedy, spreading her legs as he ordered at the feel of his cock so close to where she needed it. One hand moved to part her pussy lips, opening the flower of her body completely to him. "Yours....yours Roarke." And with that she gave herself to him.