He took pride in doing what he did; a cardinal sin that he'd atone for later. But there was something about taking someone like her and making her come undone. In giving her something he had a feeling she either didn't think she deserved or didn't think he could give her. It made him want to make her writhe, make her scream in pleasure until she was dizzy from it. All so he could keep doing it. It was a pleasure of its own for him, tasting her, feeling her moving like that as he licked between her folds, as he sucked at her clit. He was hard already, wanting already, but he was focused on pushing her over her edge first.

Maybe second and third, depending on how it went.