His hands held onto her hips, keeping her from bucking around and doing herself an injury. However, he did pause long enough to lift his head and guide her searching fingers back into his hair as she seemed to want something to grip of him. That, and he liked such treatment.

He resumed running his tongue along her, slowly, enjoying the warmth and wetness of her on his tongue. He plunged deeper, caressing along her clit and then dipping into her hot core, allowing a low but very audible rumble to escape him as he did so.

Every little noise she made filled his ears, the little gasps and moans, trusting that if he hurt her or did something she did not favor, she'd let him know.