With his hand coaxing her along her orgasm, Sebastian's expression was smug as he felt her shake and heard the sound of it wrack its way through her. It suited his ego quite well to have the sound of her pleasure-twisted voice filling the air with each reaction and prick of passion that he pulled from her. Her skin felt nearly feverish, and at the apex of his thighs, her center pressed hotly against his palm as his fingers curled into her.
Each of her shudders and heartbeats echoed and bounced off each other under his fingertips, before he stopped pressing his fingers into her, just before the sensation might have turned to pain rather than pleasure.
Instead, his hands slowly stroked over her front, pressing firmly against her skin as he dragged his hands upwards along her thighs, across her flat stomach, skimming over the flare of her hip, lingering only for a moment to fully cup her breasts and move on again. "Lose all your tension?" Sebastian smiled against her ear as his hands continued their leisurely stroking over her form, "Or do you still ache?"