The sound of Jasmine's wet kiss, followed by her soft plea, "Please treat me well tonight…", sent a visible shiver through Quinlan's body.
The combination of the greeting and the vulnerable, hopeful image of his girl on all fours in the bath promised the most glorious of nights.
Jasmine immediately went back to her task, exploring him with her lips and tongue.
Her work was clumsy but adorable, filled with an eagerness that Quinlan found utterly intoxicating.
She would trace the rim of his head with the tip of her tongue, then pause, looking up at his erection with wide, focused eyes before trying a new, tentative technique.
At one point, she stopped to make a soft note. "It's so warm…" she mumbled with a silly smile before giving him a quick, affectionate lick. Her fingers dipped low and gave his family jewels a curious, light tickle, and then began massaging more boldly.
