His voice, his lips, his tongue, his teeth. Everything was attacking her sensitive mound and to add even more icing to this cake of sensations and discover, the look he gave her while doing all of this was nothing short of ravenous. If only she would actually find the ability to try and look down at him.

His hands didn't remain idle though, gripping both firm cheeks and moving Lucy's hips in his lap at a constant rhythm never letting her lower half stay still for longer than he deemed necessary.