I pull my finger free and push her panties aside. Dipping my head, I lick her with the flat of my tongue. Her flavor bursts on my taste buds, and I barely suppress a groan. She’s delicious, as always.
“Yes,” she says in answer, and I smile against her.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, sir,” she grunts as my tongue flicks against her clit.
“Good girl,” I say, then give her what she wants.
I’ll give her everything she wants. Always.
Because she’s everything I want, and I’m never going to let her doubt that again.