He hummed in approval, the deep vibration buzzing directly against her sensitive flesh, making her whole body jerk like she'd been shocked, a muffled moan slipping past her lips before she clamped her hand over her mouth to stifle it.
He lingered at her entrance next, his tongue circling the tight, fluttering ring of muscle with lazy, wet laps, dipping inside just the barest inch—enough to tease the sensitive nerves there, to make her feel the intrusion without giving her any real fullness. The tip of his tongue probed gently, fucking her shallowly with soft, wet strokes that made her inner walls clench desperately around the intrusion, trying to pull him deeper.
Eleanor's hips twitched uncontrollably, her thighs trembling as more slick gushed out, coating his tongue and chin in a fresh wave.
She bit down on her hand harder, turning a loud whine into a desperate whimper, the party noise outside—a sudden burst of laughter—making her panic spike even as her arousal soared.
