She hadn’t said stop, or no. That was good. Good.
God he’d never done this. Jack took a breath and opened his mouth and traced his lips against her body again, before he hesitantly let his tongue slip out and touch her. She tasted interesting; salty, not unpleasant… an interesting thing, to be sure. And she felt so warm, he could feel the heat radiating off of her now. He did it again, slower, shutting his eyes as he did, his hands gripping at her hips as he did.
Jack Maple 