His tongue reminds her just how desperately she wants him to fuck her, how much she needs him inside. But she can wait for it, she can hold out, especially when she knows how hard and desperate he must be. His self control is one of the most delicious things about him and was one of the best surprises. She hadn't expected him to love tormenting himself quite as much as he does, but damn if it doesn't thrill her every single time.

She's breathing hard enough that it's making her a bit lightheaded, but she does what he tells her to do. Finally letting herself drop to the mattress and crawling far enough up toward the headboard that she can turn to face him.

"Anything you say," she whispers against his lips as she wraps her arms around the back of his neck and holds him close. She kisses him deep and filthy and hard enough that their teeth click before she bites his bottom lip. She realizes she wants to push him as hard as he pushes her this time. Wants him out of his mind with need and the thought makes her aggressive. Makes her dig her nails into his skin and suck his tongue into her mouth as she moans for him.