He growled softly at her suggestion, his eyes darkening at the thought of it. Although he was briefly tempted to go get his phone so that he could do just that, he had other priorities just then. "Next time," He promised, and he wondered if she'd be willing to make that a thing. Maybe he could get her to model all sorts of lingerie for him and pose in different ways for pictures. Just for him. Fuck, he wanted that more than he would have thought.
Her voice was soft and breathy, which was such a bloody turn on, but it wasn't quite what he was looking for. He wanted her screaming his name. He wanted to feel her body jerking and convulsing out of control under him as she came. He wanted her to lose control. His fingers fumbled a bit at the feel of hers ghosting over the tip of his cock, and he nipped a little harder on her nipple in response to it, though hopefully not hard enough to actually hurt her.
"Mmm, you first, love," he murmured around her breast before continuing a path down her stomach, leaving a trail of hot kisses in his wake. And once he settled between her legs, he nudged his nose against her through her knickers. She was so wet, and he could smell her arousal - it made him want to taste her even more, and he slipped his fingers in the strappy bands of her knickers so he could tug them down her legs. And then his mouth was on her, his tongue swiping over her core, tasting the sweet moisture there before moving a bit higher to circle her clit before sucking it hard between his lips.