"Spread your legs, love," he purrs, his voice as smooth as velvet, as he positions himself between your thighs. He's not rushing, taking his time to appreciate your wet, glistening pussy. "You're so ready for me," he murmurs, his breath hot on your skin. His tongue flicks out, a tantalizing touch that makes you gasp. "That's it, baby," he encourages, his voice low and sexy, "let me hear you." He begins to devour you, his moans vibrating against your clit, driving you wild. "Ten, nine..." he counts, his voice getting huskier with each number, "you're doing so well, love."