Miles let his eyes gaze at hers as he let his tongue tease that most sensitive spot. She responded needily, her body seemingly aching for some sort of touch.
But the fact he couldn't remember how many days ago it was since they last had sex (Merlin, was it measured in weeks?), he knew she would be aching as much as he was.
One hand gripped her hip, as the other slid back up her inner thigh. He let his tongue slide down to her entrance, tasting her and feeling her quiver against his tongue. With a swift movement his lips were around her clit, teasing it as his fingers teased along her wet folds.
His cock twitched at the thought, and at the taste of her. The hand at her hip slid up to caress her breast as he gave her every ounce of his attention as he felt her writhe underneath him.