Without the sides of her thighs threatening to crush his head, Stiles could concentrate more on the licking and sucking, hand turning to curve his fingers up against her, searching for that spot...

Hearing her curse, knowing how close she was to making actual sounds that would bring his dad up here only had a spike of fear-driven arousal going through him. He didn't even think that was possible. No, he didn't want his dad busting in here, but if he did, he'd see his son eating out a hot blonde. There were worse things he could be caught doing. Hell, there were worse things he had been caught doing.