Jett actually looks pretty impressed.
“I thought you were going to shut me down, say vanilla works for you.” He grins. “Now I’m actually going to enjoy myself. Take my shoes off and everything.”
Fuck! I could’ve gotten away with not doing this? I steam silently.
I glare at him as he moves to the edge of the bed, unlacing his Doc Martens. I put the vibrator on the bed, then move to pull my panties off.
He straightens up, reaching over and plucking the panties from my hand.
“I knew you wore a thong,” he says, looking pleased with himself. I ignore him, climbing on the bed, resting on my knees.
“Kiss me,” I order him. “I need a little help, to get me started.”
He twists around, taking my mouth without further guidance. Jett’s lips are firm yet sensual against mine, his tongue writhing,
