What had begun as teasing quickly became less about driving her mad and more about driving her to climax. His fingers thrust in and out of her pussy as he took her clit between his lips, as he flicked his tongue over it, as he rolled his tongue around it.
Finally, he withdrew his fingers for a brief moment, though before she had much of a chance to feel their loss his tongue took their place. Every time she cried his name--he was long past caring if it was Robin or Dick--she drove him further and further, making him more and more determined that she should come, as if every second she spent not in orgasm was a second wasted.