`` yes , farah , you 're mine , and i 'll do everything to you , for you , with you ... '' he dragged down the straps of her swimsuit , exposing her an inch at a time to the rhythm of his words , drawing a whimper at each glide , replacing its cover with his lips , tongue and teeth , coating her velvet firmness in suckles and nibbles , knowing just where to skim and tantalize , where to linger and torment , where to draw harder and devour .