Barrow Fields Lord, show [m]e how to say no to this

Out of them all, he was by far the most passionate. She didn't want to urge him along, not him, not this time. She hummed in pleasure, leaning forward to lap at his crotch as he nipped and nosed hers. When he drew his tongue against her, she cried out, louder she had been so far. He hadn't even entered her yet and her brain was already swimming.

Potema whined, pushing her body into his touch. It was up to him to prolong this teasing and investigating, but she would go along with whatever he had in mind.