His tongue darts out to taste the air where her fingers are, and then again when they're closer this time. "Suck," she commands, lowering her hand until it brushes against his bottom lip. He opens his mouth wider, taking in her scent as he curls his tongue around her index finger. She moans softly, the sound vibrating through him as she begins to move her hand in and out of his mouth.

Her other hand finds its way down between their bodies, curling over his erection, massaging it gently through the fabric of his clothing. With each thrust of his tongue against her finger, she grinds her hips against his, matching his rhythm. It's not long before she feels him growing hard in her hand, and with a satisfied smile, she removes her finger from his mouth.

"There," she says, licking her wet fingers clean. "Happy?"