He visibly clenched when she sucked, his fingers tightening at his side in the blanket and the other on her neck. She was going so slow, and it was taking everything he had not to push her head down. He'd get her back for that, teasing him this way. She knew he would, and maybe that was why she did it. Her name came out as little more than a whisper as he spoke, a long, drawn out whimper at the tail end of that to let her know she was making him crazy with lust and impatience.