Jack's voice is low and downright hungry when he responds, the sound of it rocking right up my spine before he's pressing back in, his tongue slick right against me. It should be gross, I think. I should be so, so embarrassed. But the truth is, it just feels so darn good that I can't really think about that much at all.

Gasping, I shift a little to grab the pillow, pulling it under my chest and clinging tight as Jack licks and sucks and groans against me. He actually gets his tongue up inside and all I can do is shake with how good it is as I try to spread my legs wider, greedy already for so much more.

"Jack," I whimper, one arm still curled around the pillow as I blindly reach back with the other, fingertips grazing his hair. "Oh my God, Jack. Please, I'm... my goodness, that feels amazing, you feel... oh my God."