Enemy From The Past (Unseen Enemy 4)
Kiss me.
Her hands tightened in his hair, and he heard her silent plea. Jim closed his eyes and settled his whole mouth on her, his tongue moving on her clit, slow and gentle. He rolled the hard bud between his lips, teasing and loving it, then licked her full length, lapping at her sweet moisture, greedy and wanting more. He was down on his knees in front of her, worshipping her, cherishing her, and she knew it. She felt it.
His tongue moved inside her now, thrusting in and out, and Kat gave a cry of want, of need. Jim looked up at her.