[ The slow drag of his tongue over her folds, up onto and around her clit causes her to buck toward him, back arching into the sheets; her voice pitches upwards in the back of her throat as she gasps.

She eases her legs wider, knees splaying out. If this was pure physical satisfaction it would still be good, but she can feel his determination to please, the love he puts into it, and it more than makes up for experience or technique. ]

Hh, Griffin...