The fact that she was no longer talking was rather empowering. He couldn’t deny that for a moment as his gaze watched her reactions, and how she fell back against the bed and just writhed against him. He grinned against her this time before he turned his attention fully back to her.
He began to pull his fingers out of her, though he left just the tips of his two fingers, side by side inside of her. He wanted to listen to her cry out, he wanted to know that a goddess was screaming his name, even if she screamed out Thoth’s instead. He stopped thinking about Lucia for a moment as he drove those fingers back in with a strong hard thrust that would almost have him punching her in the crotch. Then, his hand would begin to thrust again and again into her, hard fast thrusts that had his fingers spreading a bit as they entered her, though coming together again when he pulled them out.
Samuel also focused all his attention on that sensitive nub of hers, as he wrapped his tongue around it, suckled on it, teased it with the edge of his teeth. He wasn’t going to stop until he managed to taste her, or she forced him off. The fingers twisting in his hair only drove him to be more intense in his motions.