Smiles as he sucks on her fingers, quickly cleaning her nectar from them, and she leans in, slowly planting soft kisses on his neck, as she moves just so, to brush her sex across his fingers. He'd be able to wiggle them just a bit against her, to see how wet she had become.<br/><br/>Her lips trail over his neck, and chest, barely brushing her lips over him, before leaning over to place one soft, painfully brief lick to the head of his shaft. She was perfectly willing to finish him with her lips and tongue, but he seemed more interested in something else, so she'd wait.