Her orgasm rocked him to his own core, the feel of her body tensing and spasming in bursts as the pleasure overtook her. He needed more, and her pleading was rewarded this time. He slid down to his knees, loving the feel of her fingers pushed through his hair, happy to give her whatever she wanted. His fingers slipped out of her knickers, but only long enough for his other hand to slip under her skirt, both working together to tear them off of her. He was an expert at seam repair charms after so many years in the industry and trusted his ability to fix them for her.
As soon as her knickers were out of the way, his face pushed between her legs, his tongue swiping out over her folds, tasting her pleasure, and he groaned deeply, his own desire ringing out loudly on the sound. "So bloody perfect," he murmured before busying his mouth, tasting and teasing her with lips and tongue and just enough teeth to give her a little more.