Giving a purring hum at his sweet compliments and the way his hard cock nudges against her thigh like a needy pet begging for attention. Lazily, she rolls to her side to face him, palming his jaw and leaning in to take his lips in a deep kiss, slipping her tongue into his mouth and moaning as she tastes herself there, plundering every nook and cranny for every last trace. Reluctantly pulling back when the need to breathe becomes overwhelming, she licks at his lips in farewell.

"You're just the sweetest thing," she breathes with a feline smile, running her hands eagerly along his chest and arms, leaning in to nip at his earlobe. "And what happens now? You're so hard, this beautiful cock..." she coos, one fingertip drawing a line down the vee of his hip toward his crotch. "You must be dying to come... to get your relief. How do you want it, baby? Tell me."