Madison smiled lightly at Eve seeing the effect he had upon her. He has the make sure he remembers it for when it was his turn again to torment her sexually. His eyes remained affixed upon her when she started shifting her hips left and right to squirm out of that dress of hers. His eyes committed her flesh, her perfections to his mind. To him she was the ideal woman and deserved all of his endeavors. But for now it seems that she was quite content with kissing his neck for the moment. Shuddering at how she touched his neck. His hands coiled around her hips slowly running his fingers up towards the shoulders very gently scratching her back like she was a kitten before he rubs his fingertips into her shoulder muscles. Running his hands along down her spine she felt him grip her buttocks, massaging her ass. He loved the feeling of his erection against her warm skin and he pulls away just a bit as she whispered to him, rubbing over her womanhood teasingly with the very tip of his cock sensing how wet she was. A bit of foreshadowing of what he would do to her soon enough.<br/><br/>But for now he was more then willing to enjoy her in other ways.<strong>"Do be more specific Eve... I want to make sure you writhe in sweet bliss."</strong>Whispering to her, he kissed his way down her neck now to return the favors and then leaning a touch forward before her he began to pull upon her nipples with his teeth one at a time. Pursed by his soft lips she had nothing to fear in the way of pain. His tongue runs along the very tips to promise more to her and then he indulged completely in her his mouth taking in as much flesh as possible sucking firmly upon those lovely hard nubs. His right hand reached to her other breasts kneading it with rough skin pawing at it like a cat does with cat nip. His remaining hand however  rubs his fingers along her womanhood feeling over the sweet honey she was producing in between her legs. Stroking her labia with two fingers, the palm bone pressed into her clit to grind slowly over it and rub as best as he could possibly manage. The middle finger pushed past her entrance and began stroking slowly, thrusting into her like how a bee's tongue dips into a flower to harvest that sweet ambrosia.