"Number three, get off," she managed before his tongue swiped at her labia and drew a sharp breathy sound from her.

Knowing he'd hold her up, she reached for him instead of something else to stabilize her. One hand found his shoulder and the other curled into his hair.

"Feel free to include 'get on' and repeat as often as you can 'get up'." What? She had to get the words out now, because he knew exactly how to strip her of them and it was coming on fast.