A tongue

Although you've never had someone lick you down there before, you're quite sure that what you just felt was James' tongue flicking over your poor clitoris. The sensation was not unappealing, but knowing who the tongue belonged to, and not knowing where else that tongue had been (ewww!) caused you to nearly drop the book.

You steel your mind and try to block out the sensations. The frantic search is not going to help. You have to be more diligent about the search. You flip to about where you think the spell was in the book, and look through the pages one-by-one -- looking mostly at the woodcuttings -- trying to find the incantation that you had used earlier.

Even against all of your effort and the search before you, it seems as though your body is becoming aroused by the sensations nonetheless. As you feel James' tongue play with your folds and your clit, you can tell that you are moistening inside. Your body is becoming ready for the act that you know is coming, but that you desperately want to avoid.