"Well it certainly seems like you're enjoying it," he hums, leaning in for another kiss. He can't help it, he adores the way she squirms and gasps under his touch, it's impossible to not kiss her. "Though I suppose it could just be my incredible charm."

Then is, of course, when he slips a finger deeper inside of her, pressing against the warm inner walls. It's just the one fingers, so there's hardly any stretch at all, but the pressure is something else entirely.