This was going fast. Maybe too fast. Granted the two had been making out for a while and there had been some element of exploration but here they were. Desire and some undefinable emotion suppressed the fear. She had no reason, thus far, to distrust Van. He wasn't desperate to be her friend or get close to her like others had. Van was different than everyone else and she could share a personal story of her past and not scratch his face as his face descended toward where his fingers only moments before had teased her in the worst and best way possible. She immediately squirmed when his tongue touched over her.
Holy shit.
A hand immediately reached down to touch his head as Van wasted no time in feasting upon her. It was a feeble attempt to steady herself, and she had to use the other head to reach back and grab her pillow. Her legs opened wider and Van was left unhindered to continue. Her breathing started to become more jagged and she let out a moan of pleasure as the muscles began tightening with anticipation.
It was a good thing Van had grasped her hip, because she writhed. It felt so fucking good and gasped, "Oh god."