“Please, Jack. Lick me, eat me, taste me, fuck me with your tongue.”

He hissed out a breath. God, he loved that kind of mouth.

He licked her once, groaning from the intoxicating taste of her wet pussy. Flattening his tongue, he licked her again and she cried out. She let go of his hair, and brought her right hand to her chest. Touching herself, feeling her own breast. Fuck, that was hot.

“I need you to do something,” he told her, looking up at her.

“Yes?” she said, her eyes hazy.

“Give me all of your pussy. Don’t hold back.”

That was all she needed. One piece of instruction, and she took it quickly. She started rocking her hips into his face as he kissed her delicious wetness, narrowing in on her clit, sucking it in his mouth as she arched into him. He glanced up again; her lips were parted, her mouth open, her breathing turning into erratic pants, signaling her need. She was so damn sensuous. She was like sex on fire.

She ran her other hand through her hair, gripping it hard, and in that instant he could picture her as she masturbated, threading a hand through her hair or fondling a breast as she took herself there. There was something about a sexy woman who liked to play with herself that brought him to his knees. Maybe it was why he did what he did for a living, but to find a woman this gorgeous who was so clearly in touch with her own need to come made his blood turn hotter than hell.

“Oh God, please stop,” she called out.

He looked up at her, but didn’t cease the attention he lavished on her swollen clit. He lapped her up, flicking his tongue against her, causing her to buck against his mouth. The thought of being covered in her juices stiffened his cock even further, straining against his zipper.

“Stop, you have to stop, you have to stop,” she said, like a plea.

He relented, pulling back. “You okay?”

“Yes. I’m just going to come so soon, and I want to do it with you inside me.”

As much as he wanted to press his hands on the inside of her thighs, spread her wider and ignore her request, he was also a gentleman, and if the lady wanted something different far be it from him to deny her wishes.

He rose, starting to unzip his pants. “I’m only stopping because you asked. But since you denied me the pleasure of tasting you come, I want to warn you that I fully intend to tease the ever-loving fuck out of your pussy the next time I’m down there.”

His eyes were fixed on her, and he watched as she shivered, her shoulders shaking briefly as if his words had sent a wave of pleasure through her body. “I can live with that,” she said, and in seconds she was unknotting his tie and unbuttoning his shirt in a flurry. She pressed her hands against his chest, and he hissed in a breath at the feel of her touch on his bare skin for the first time.