She shifted slightly as he moved closer, slouching further in the seat as she watched him. There was something about a cuffed man kneeling between her thighs that never failed to excite, even now. The depravity in this one that lurked just beneath the surface, wanting to be released was turn on enough to already have her wet, and the first tease of his tongue had her purring.
She slid one hand to his hair, fingers gripping just enough to keep him off balance, having no desire to actually control his mouth - She'd see what he could do with it first.