If it wasn't the first time in a year, he might have pulled away a little; to tease, to draw it out, to make her demand. To play, a little bit. He got the feeling Xanthippe didn't get to play a lot.

Maybe he'd get to try that before his visit was over. For now, though, he was slipping a third finger into her, and the licking had given way to a good, firm suck right where she was most sensitive.