Joss groaned, either in appreciation or frustration, but she stopped wriggling. I took advantage of her now-freed breasts, pulling each n****e into my mouth in turn while my fingers circled the other.
When I made my way back down her stomach, Joss was panting, her head still leaned back and her lips open. I smiled and traced her mouth with one finger, hissing in a breath when she sucked it inside, teasing the pad with her tongue. I pulled it loose and ran it over her flat abs, down to the waistband of the skirt she wore, and then lower, to the top of her lace underwear. I eased the skirt off, trailing it down her legs and tossing it aside.
Positioning myself between her legs, I leaned to cover her center with my mouth, licking through the lace. I let my tongue stroke upward, putting just
