He continued to mumble words of encouragement and praise as he worked over an exceptionally sensitive area of skin just below her ear. She hovered on the edge of orgasm but the proximity of him without his active participation prevented her from falling over. After one particularly irregular swipe of her finger and the additional lubrication that she had created, his finger slipped from its mirrored path, swiping directly over her clit. His touch sent white sparks to her vision and a cry escaped her lips as he groaned against her. He hadn’t moved his hand but her body throbbed against him regardless. 