As if he'd heard her silent pleas, he slid two soapy fingers between her pouty labia and stroked in a slow glide up and down the slick flesh. She thrust her pelvis against him, sending him silent signals she wanted more, much more.

"Please," she begged.

He captured her plea with his mouth, sealing his lips to hers and thrusting his tongue deep inside her. When she answered with her own, gliding it against his, he bit down on it gently and tugged. Instantly, she felt ...