Peter tilted his head and listened to her breath, her heartbeat, hearing how erratic they were with a smile. The scent of her was intoxicating, though, and pulled his gaze back to the amazingly beautiful sight before him.

Leaning in, he ran a finger over her again, then nuzzled at her curls, breathing her in. For a few moments, that was all he did, before he finally pressed closer and tasted her with a flick of his tongue.

That first taste had him moaning, and then he was running his tongue over her repeatedly, tasting her and sucking at her clit now and then.