Sam slid his hands beneath her hips and lifted them to his face, then he licked into her, as deep as he could press his tongue. She felt amazing on his lips and tongue, soft, wet, and slick. He always enjoyed going down on a woman, but never this much. Never so much he had to recite historical dates to keep from coming himself.

It was even worse when he replaced his tongue with his fingers, sliding two into her and curling them to hit her right where she needed it. Then it was all he could do not to pick her up, toss her over, and take her right then.