Chapter 23

• He moved down her body, hands on the seat on either side of her slim waist. He pushed her skirt up over her hips and immediately buried his head between her thighs. He breathed in the warm, musky scent of her pussy, and then plunged his tongue into her. She was already wet.
• "Jason!" She jerked her hips.
• She reached down to grip his hair. He worked his tongue inside her, fucking her with it, and then on her clit, firmly but not too rough, the way she liked. His facial hair tickled her thighs and she locked them around his head, then relaxed, remembering he needed to breathe. She whimpered, her inner muscles clenching.