Delilah whimpered, eyes wide for a second before her lids filtered shut to better appreciate the change in pace. To better enjoy his enthusiasm. Cause God knew but he was into it - into her - and if it was good for the ego, it was good for her sex drive.
"Oh yeah," she moaned, legs quivering as she spread them wider, half tempted to reach down a hand and help because hey. If he was going to spend time making her feel good, she wasn't going to fake it.
"Fuck you have long fingers." It came out as a giggle, the hands in his hair turning the grip more punishing than anything else. "Bet... the rest of you's just as nice."