Daphne groaned softly, letting their eyes connect before she closed her eyes as her head rolled back, focusing on only the sensations in her body. It had felt nothing but pain for days on end, but now it only made this feeling that much sweeter.
She felt his fingers press into her hip, probably leaving a light bruise in its wake, but she was far from caring as his tongue continued to torment her, soon joined by the tips of his fingers.
She moaned as his hand came up to fondle her chest, seemingly forgetting that they were outside, and rather in the open, even as the wind swirled around them.
With another sweep of his tongue, Daphne felt her body unfurl as she came. His name slipped off her lips in a whisper, her voice quiet despite the sheer intensity of the moment, as if her orgasm was consuming her energy.
As she came down, Daphne opened her eyes and reached for him, making a feeble attempt to pull him up to her. "Kiss me," she murmured, her voice low. "Make love to me...please."