Jade Fern Grove give me that secret hush i must yes i do need [m]

Her purr set something alight within him, and he drew the tip of his tongue along the edge of her ear. Mmm, you like that? he rumbled, his words honey-sweet yet laced with something rougher, darker. Inch by inch, he pressed himself alongside her, trailing kisses along her neck, her chest, shoulder, ribs flanks thighs ahhhh. . .

(Maybe she'd stop him well before this point. Just know that he'd dive right back in, that persistent son of a bitch.)

Once at her tail end, he took his time with ministrations, waiting until the flower bloomed for him in every way before turning to mount her without warning. She might be a firebrand, but he was inexorable, a juggernaut. This far along, he would have his way, he would have her, and he would have all of her. No questions asked.