It was true; after all, Kathy was hardly subtle about the things that turned her on. Especially now that Ezra had spent the better part of a year helping her discover some of what those were.

He had her damp before his tongue finished its first circuit, wet by the third, and moaning by the fourth. One of her hands detached itself from his hair to shove her shirt and bra up out of the way so she could play with her nipples that were crying out for attention.