Despite the fact that do to all the charms, no one would be hearing her, she still bit her lip in an attempt to stifle any moans she could have made. It didn't work for very long, though, and she shifted her hips forward, wanting more, the hand in his hair tightening. There was no chance of her stopping him at this point. Not even a little. She wanted him to keep at it, just as he was, forcing a moan or a gasp with the just the right flick of his tongue.
She could feel it in the pit of her stomach; she was getting close. She just needed the right push over the edge.
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