[His reactions really can set a girl's heart on fire, doesn't it? With him hardening in her hand, it encourages her to stroke him more, but slow, easy, nails trailing up and down the length of him.

Beautiful. Just beautiful. She wants to drink it all in, the site of him struggling in his binds as his body involuntarily reacts to the pleasure she will offer. There is only so much he can do right now.]

Goodness, you'd want my attention in any way? Well. [She turns so that she settles in front of him now, teeth tugging at his lower lip.]

I've already given you my attention. You can keep asking for it. But I get to decide how to deliver it.

[Her voice is gentle for the moment, kissing his chin, kissing down his neck, to the middle of his chest just over his shirt, lifting it further to press a kiss to his abdomen, all the way down until she pulls him out, letting her tongue lap once over the tip of his cock. The way she lounges now she's lowered herself, prowling like a cat, she looks more like she's about to pounce any minute now.

Her fingers pull back so that they latch onto his inner thighs, nails digging deep.]

Now don't look away. And don't move. [And then she slips him into her mouth. Just half of him, at first, savouring him slowly.]