She can feel it, the soft sound he makes, the reverberations against her skin making her whimper. Grace has always liked this about him, how attentive he is, how much he cares about making sure she feels good. She likes everything about him right now, though, the slide of his tongue and the heat under her skin and the slight pressure of his fingers at her hip making her want that much more, until she has to remind herself to keep breathing. As badly as she wants even more, though, she won't say it. She doesn't want this to be over so soon.