If his tongue and fingers hadn't been doing such a good job at it, his words would have certainly made up for that. As it was, he'd barely have time to press himself against her again before she lost herself completely.
Toes curled, fingers of one hand tore at the sheets while the other arm draped across her face, her moans so loud they reverberated off the bedroom walls. Her orgasm came in a sudden wave of wet heat, (Had she forgotten to mention that she was a squirter?) followed by an icy chill that pulsed through her body from her fingers to her toes, and left her panting and whimpering as her entire body shuddered.