As in all things, Lilah was very accomplished in whatever task she set herself. Knew just the right actions to take to push him that much closer to the edge. It wasn't long before he was gasping slightly, making sounds which bordered on a moan. His hips shifted subtly, but he battled the urge to thrust into her mouth. She was the one who was dictating how deep he went and he wasn't going to force that. It was amazing to watch, to see her going down on him, and feel that heady combination of friction and suction which never failed to get his heart pounding and eyes rolling into the back of his head. Lilah had a very talented tongue, and she bloody well knew it.