He growls against her sex, his fingers crooking and teasing at her as she came around him, wanting to draw it out, but not too long. She'd be oversensitive, but he couldn't quite bring himself to be all that worried. It was, it seemed, her first pleasure. And he wanted very much to watch her come undone, to know that she could. That the bedroom could be a place of joy. "There she is, my lovely one. My heart."