Xanthippe exhaled a moan when he sucked harder. And, whoops, the moan was a little louder than she'd maybe meant it to be, but not enough to jolt her from getting a little more focused on this, and a little less on her insecurities, again.

Her eyes slid closed. "Pl--" Actually, no. She was in control here. Or she was supposed to be, anyway. "Do that again. I want you to do that again."