He angled himself so he could reach her breasts without having to move. He loved the feel of her surrounding his cock. She twisted restlessly beneath him, and he knew that she was growing impatient. That made two of them. He licked over one hard point, licked again and then sucked gently. Her fingers dove into his hair, surprising him with the ferocity of her grip. Her fingers were clenched tight around the long strands, her hand balled into a fist at his scalp. Hell, she'd probably pull him bald, and he didn't really give a damn. She could pull it all out as long as she was screaming his name while she did it.