Peter's fingers pushed in and out of her, faster and faster, driving into her with a lustful abandon he'd not felt with someone in some time. He grinned against her lips, kissing her deeply, then raised a brow when they pulled back and he watched the way her face shaped into an orgasm. She came around his fingers, and he felt the tightness, the warmth, and the sight before him was wonderful.
He grinned and continued to slide his fingers in and out of her until she came down from that lustful high. Then slid his hand out of her pants, and slowly lifted it to brush them to his lips. He licked them off, nodding his approval, "You taste wonderufl..." He slipped his fingers past her lips, "Don't you agree?"