It was everything, in that moment, to softly adore her. To kiss and nip at her skin, to touch her everywhere that he could. He cycled back, continuously, like an orbit, toward her cunt and the tender promise he'd made of playing with her ass. The table wasn't the place fot it. But she looked delectable here, as good as the cake and wine, and he couldn't help himself to lick her obscenely from clit to tailbone.