[ The word was almost sing-songed at him, her tone all too pleased thanks to the use of his finger. Between his petting and the feeling of his lips, then teeth, moving against her, he was making quick work of further turning her on. It was a hard thing to resist, not that she was trying to, when she had very vivid memories of the last time his face was between her thighs. ]
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[ The word was almost sing-songed at him, her tone all too pleased thanks to the use of his finger. Between his petting and the feeling of his lips, then teeth, moving against her, he was making quick work of further turning her on. It was a hard thing to resist, not that she was trying to, when she had very vivid memories of the last time his face was between her thighs. ]
And here I thought mastery took time.