He caught her look, and Eddie was a smart enough wizard to know that despite how very good this all felt, he was going to have a problem on his hands. This whole thing was a mine field, if an extremely fucking pleasant one (and pleasant fucking...haha, good one, Eddie. No! Snap out of it!). His wits were far from about him, and Susan was doing an excellent job of getting him to lower his defenses, which really was no fair at all.
He put his hands up in surrender. "Far be it for me to make a lady uncomfortable. I will just have to suffice to demonstrate on you again and again so you really understand the motions," he said, winking. He didn't get the subtext quite as much as he should, and he wasn't sure if he should ask. Any usual shag and he would ignore it, but Susan made a face and this was SUSAN, who he cared about and so, fuck it, he asked. "I feel there is a backstory I'm missing. Care to fill me in, Red?" he asked, his words casual but his face marking that he did care. No joking there. But he liked much better her comment about liking the taste and feel of his dick, and that elicited a much wider smile. "I am the type to run up the score completely and sit back and watch mere mortals struggle to come even close. Competitive? Me? Not in the least."
And it seemed he might be on his way to number 5, especially as she was moaning again and he was being so slow and gentle. He liked the slick feel of her arousal, liked the way her back arched when he touched her, her ragged breaths and clutching of sheets. It was rather addictive. She was an insane type of drug. "Things that are better than one more scream? Come now, I can show you that my fingers are equally as impressive as my tongue. No work on your part needed. And if after you really want to go do whatever it is that's so important today, we can do that. If, instead, you want to throw on some clothes and we can see how many places we can fuck in your flat, well, I'd be okay with that as well."