He knows it's good, so far, and she's close, but it's not good enough and she isn't close enough either and so after a moment there's him moving further down her body and gently but firmly pushing her legs out of the way.

Later, his face will colour with the memory of this, but it won't be embarassment so much as this rush of heat and desire and love, this longing to know every part of her body and love it all the same. But for now, he doesn't think on anything except how she tastes and how she feels and the small sounds that she's making. It's showing her how he loves her and how he wants her, and that she is this as well as friend and playmate and Queen and lady and wife.