She can practically feel his breath on her, tongue between her teeth, forgetting for a moment to breathe. It isn't as if Grace hasn't enjoyed herself thus far, but if he wants to give her more, she'll take it. She's always been a greedy sort, selfish, jealous, clinging to whatever's come her way, pleasure in any form most of all. And with it on offer, she finds herself desperate for it, legs canted wide, the hum of his voice on her skin leaving a sound caught in her throat.