One of the many good things about letting him get her worked up with his fingers first was that practically every shred of self-consciousness she might have had about this were just gone. All that was left was pressing need.

So she moved to straddle his chest, first, then shifted forward until she could get her thighs on either side of his head. Which meant she could lower herself down to meet his mouth, and she did not hesitate even a little bit before doing exactly that.

Eat up, Hya.