Again, I know he means it sincerely, so I manage a nod as well as a shaky exhale, the sound melting into a stifled sort of whimper when I feel his hands spreading my cheeks wide. It's hard not to tense at first, not to clench and try to pull away. No one's ever seen me like this before, no one's seen exactly what he's seeing right now and what if it's awful or gross or a huge turn-off?

But Jack doesn't say a word and, slowly, I manage to make my muscles relax. My breath catches when I feel the brush of what I think is his thumb right against my hole, but he doesn't push in, just massaging gently around it as he presses his lips to the globes of my ass.

"God," I whimper after a moment because, weird as it is, it definitely feels good. Everything goes tense again when it's his lips instead of his thumb that I feel and I grab at the sheets beneath me, holding on tight as I hide my face again. It's shocking how good it feels and I have to bite back a whimper, already about to shake out of my skin.

And then Jack licks me.

"Oh my-- Oh my God," I whine, my cock twitching against my belly as I force my hips to stay just as they are. "Jack. It's-- If. Please, if... Can you do that again?"