Chapter 80- Rated PG

Jason’s tongue slid over her fold in a long, gentle, very passive stroke, as if they had all the time in the world and he was enjoying himself thoroughly. Her whole body pulled tautly, twitched, and she groaned low in the back of her throat. He found those little whimpers and murmurs rippled through his entire body and fortified him even more. Each time he aroused a sweet little moan, he felt it was a claiming of her, a branding, his mark, his essence, his feat, giving her satisfaction, wrapping her up in sensual paradise.

He kissed her, tasted her, and then impaled her deeply, wholly at odds with his earlier slow attention. She nearly shook in awe.

"Oh God, Jay." She groaned.

His name hissed out between her teeth, another breathy little cry that rippled through his whole body. Her face and body were glowing with arousal, her eyes nearly dark, so glazed and bewildered that he wished to keep her like that, head twisting desperately from side to side, her hips soaring, searching for