Jeffrey's mouth moved lower, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses down her sternum, tasting the warmth of her skin. His fingers played at the hem of her shirt before pulling it up, exposing the softness of her abdomen.
Her breath hitched as he kissed the delicate dip of her navel, his hands kneading the plushness of her curves.
He was losing himself.
She was intoxicating.
Joanne trembled beneath his touch, clutching at the sheets as his lips trailed south. The roughness of his hand gently kneading her erect buds sent bouts of warmth all over her. Heat coiled low in her belly as his lips trailed south, an ache she hadn't realized had settled there until now.
And when his mouth brushed the sensitive skin between her thighs—
"Ahn…"
The sound slipped past her lips, unbidden.
Just then…
