He pressed his tongue against her clit, and set to purring it against the swollen nub of flesh. His hand crept up her thigh, his fingers working between his chin and her cunt. He slowly worked the three in that he'd probed her with earlier. A groan rumbled past his lips, at the feel of how wet, how hot, and how ready she was.
It took all his willpower not to just raise up and thrust his stiff cock into her right then. Instead Bohannon sought his pleasure through her own.