Her body was soon gyrating as my fingers found that spot and focused on it, my tongue gently flicking at her clit. Only when she was on the finishing straight would I change, letting it slowly build to a crescendo otherwise. "Nate," she breathed, "What the hell you do to me sometimes..."

"Love you," I whispered before I upped focus on her clit. That earned an immediate low moan that told me she was reaching the crest of that wave about to course through her body. Feeling her start to squeeze my fingers, she moaned again. Back arching slightly, the focus changed, upping the tempo of both tongue and fingers....