"Aye, there," he agreed and slid a single finger between her legs. He didn't penetrate her, he simply stroked the swollen folds and swallowed a groan at how wet she was, how ready for him. "Everythin about ye is beautiful, Zelda. Taste, scent, the sounds ye make in pleasure. Sounds I'm wantin t'hear again."

Eyes on hers, he found the little nub hidden in the curls and rubbed against it with his thumb.