He didn't turn her to him. As soon as she stood up, he turned her onto her back and leaned her across the table. Camilla liked it when he was sweet and gentle, but she loved it when he was rough like that.
He parted her feet so that her legs spread.
"Where do you want me to eat you?" he asked, holding her hair. He brought her hips closer and made her moan. "Responds."
"Everywhere." He growled in approval.
