Noah dropped the camera and was between her thighs before her tremors ceased. Crashing his mouth to hers, he pushed for entry and stroked his tongue inside, doing with his mouth what he wanted to do with his cock. He had no idea if she was serious about giving head, didn't know if that was a trigger for her, so he kissed her like his life depended on it, because his sanity did.
She wrapped one leg around his waist and rolled him to his back. He cupped her neck, holding her to him. When she raked her nails down his chest and her mouth followed the path, he thought he'd blow. Lower, lower.
He grabbed her hips. "Only if you want to, baby. If it-"
"I want to," she moaned against his nipple, taking it between her teeth and sinking in.
His head hit the mattress. "Holy fuck."
She grinned against his flesh, licking her way down past his naval to-
"Holy, holy fuck."