Grinning still, I watch Jack pull out a tube of lube from his nightstand and I can't help but wonder how often he's used that before, if he's ever thought of me while slicking himself up. If he thinks about me even half as much as I've thought about him.

All my wondering evaporates at the feel his hands smoothing up my thighs, my breath catching as he spreads me wide. It's alarmingly intimate and I feel a jolt of heat all through me, my dick jerking between my thighs.

"Oh," I breathe when he ducks down to slide his tongue along the line of my pelvis. "I think-- I think definitely both." It almost feels like and admission and I reach down with one hand to curl my fingers through his hair, wanting so desperately to see those gorgeous blue eyes of his on mine. "Though this might be over real quick if you use your mouth right at the start."