I can actually feel the vibration of Jack's low voice against me when he speaks and it's impossible not to groan again, shuddering as he pulls away. Cool air replaces Jack's mouth and I shiver for a second, realizing just how I must look right now with my legs spread and butt in the air.

"O-okay," I reply, trying to remember how to breathe before I feel the familiar, slick slide of his finger where his mouth just was. Sometimes when we do this there's a little bit of a burn, sometimes I really like that burn, but this time he just slips right in, easy as anything. I can feel my back bow as I let out another moan and it takes everything in me not to start grinding against the mattress.

"Yeah," I groan when he starts to move it inside me. Slowly, I arch my hips back to take more, trying to meet every slow slide. "God, Jack, yes. That feels so, so good."