He let her go, making a show of buttoning his coat, adjusting his scarf and waiting for her. Jess’s flesh tingled. Jess lifted her hips and leaned forward in a deliciously provocative offer. She wanted more. She very gently licked him all over, taking so long she began to feel his shaking hands as they applied pressure to the back of her head, encouraging her to do more. Jess placed his warm, bent hand on her peach, willing him to thrust his digits into her. It was windy, though not blowing a gale and the sensation of nature on her intimate flesh made her frisky, flushed and keen for cock. She flicked her long, chestnut hair and dove two bold fingers into her snatch. “ I want this.”
She licked her lips. Amazed that a man’s entry could feel so good, Jess said nothing. Certainly today, his smart, casual, upper-middle-class attire was serving them well. Kane’s eyes snapped open. His gaze zeroed in on his prize. Finally, Jess slid most of his warm shaft into her mouth.
