Well, it's good to know Jason hasn't forgotten what he's doing. That little noise gets him to pull back up and kiss her on her mouth, that sweet mouth that's making that noise, that noise that rushes through him like a goddamn fright train. He swears to himself she's gonna make a lot more noise before they're done.

One warm hand slides between them again, cupping between her thighs. God, she's hot. Jason breaks the kiss, unable to settle his mouth anywhere when everywhere needs tasting, and scrapes his teeth over her pulse.