He pulled his fingers from her and held them in the moonlight, glistening.
“Have you ever tasted yourself?” he asked, voice low.
She shook her head.
“Want to?” he asked, holding his fingers between their lips.
She gave a small nod. He ran a finger over her bottom lip. She leaned forward, running her tongue over it, tasting her own tangy musk.
Jake shoved both fingers into his mouth, licking them clean with a groan. “Goddess, you’re delicious. I need to taste you directly from the source.”
She shuddered at the thought. Adjusting slightly, she felt his erection press against her back again. Slowly, she turned in his arms until she was kneeling between his legs. Jake watched her curiously, as if trying to decide what she was planning and whether he’d let her.
She placed her hands on hi
