She moans, low, as he teases her nipple. She gently digs her fingers into his hair, rubs his scalp. Mute encouragement to stay right where he is AND something to give him pleasure at the same time.

"Such a lovely, clever, mouth you have," she praises him, voice low and rough with want. "Gentle, but feels so GOOD," she adds, the last word shifting into another low moan.

"Would let you feast on me all night."