She rocked her hips against his face, demanding her pleasure now, refusing to let him stop. A quick twist of his head and his mouth was gone, his fingers pulling away. “No—” she cried in protest, but the words were lost in a passionate kiss as he rocketed to his feet and took her mouth.
He fisted one hand in her hair, the other gripping her bottom, lifting her against him, so she could feel the imprint of his erection against her belly. She tasted her own essence on his tongue along with his near desperation, and forgave him for tormenting her. Wrapping one leg around his hip, she reached one hand down to caress the scalding length of his c**k, curling her fingers around him.
Josh shuddered and groaned into her mouth, then pulled back to nip at her lips. “Turn around.” His voice was deep
