Ernest loved it when she giggled like that, and he found himself grinning from ear to ear, caught in between the present moment and reliving something of the past. It was like a sensory overload. Her physical presence warming him and making him smile; the video sending shivers through him as he remembered that night. How vulnerable he'd felt, and how it was absolutely what he'd wanted. To just let go of everything and give himself to her completely.
"Hello, princess," he drawled, tearing his eyes away from the video to the woman in his lap. "It's my favourite sound in the world," he admitted, lightly biting into his lower lip as he listened to her gasps and moans, remembering how she had tasted and how desperate he had been to please her.
It was a simple move on her part, but his skin felt like it was on fire everywhere her fingers moved, heightened to the extreme by the auditory assault from the video. He swallowed hard, and glanced back at it, focusing much more on her body than his own. "You're so perfect."