"Yes, more than you could possibly imagine," he drawled out, and then the shift of her hips made him give a soft, low moan of pleasure. This was torture and heaven all at once.
He adored the sounds he could draw from her, every little gasp and stuttered breath sending shivers across his skin and a burning desire right through his whole body. She was pliable under his fingers and lips, and he found himself moaning again, although the sound was muffled against her skin.
Her whimper, and the fingers in his hair spurred him on. Teeth grazed sensitive skin very lightly, and then he moved slightly to give attention to the opposite side. Once more her body reacted, and he could feel the way her skin quivered under his lips, crying out for more. He was hot and breathless and a little dizzy with lust.