Her body gave him plenty of cues, probably including a lot she wasn’t aware of. All he had to do was pay attention, to be in tune with her, body and soul. And that clearly wasn’t an issue for him– it was like he was made to tune into her frequency.
He moved his kisses farther down her body, trailing his tongue across her clenched belly muscles.
By the time he reached her legs, they were already spread wide open. She hadn’t consciously done that. It was as if they had a mind of their own. She was moving on instinct– she felt Jet’s touch moving toward the center of pleasure between her legs and her body just naturally opened up to receive him, it was as simple as that.
He planted small, soft kisses up one of her inner thighs and then the other, drawing out the anticipation and making her absolutely crazy with lust and arousal.
When finally he did extend his tongue and trail it up the center of her womanhood, she was dripping wet. Her juices slid down her body to the bed in small rivulets.
He made a low humming noise deep in his throat as he explored her folds with his tongue, deeper and deeper with each time it passed up and down.
“God, you taste so sweet,” he breathed, and then covered her entire mound with his mouth, kissing her much as he’d done when they’d started tonight, except that instead of his tongue exploring her mouth, he was exploring a much more intimate and pleasurable area of her body.
She grabbed the back of his head and pushed him in closer to her body, raising her hips to meet his mouth. “Oh, Jet,” she breathed, barely even aware of the words she was saying, “this feels so good. I never want it to stop.”
His eyes locked onto hers. “Then, simple,” he replied, his husky voice more of a growl than anything else. “We won’t let it.”