Well she's technically not wrong. Cesare's eyebrows rise a little and he let's out a small breathy laugh. It's a solid effort. He pays close attention to the sucking on his thumb, taking it as a preview, a sneak peak of what to expect. So far so good.

"Oh, is that so? But what if I make you come first? Slip my tongue between your thighs and make you writhe so much that I have to hold you down? Who'll be begging who then?" Though really he wants a blowjob first. He reaches for a strand of her hair and plays with it in his fingers before letting it rest along her collarbone. He always liked redheads.