Beth inhales sharply at the touch of Jason's mouth against her skin and she reaches out, her fingers carding through his hair. They're in no hurry and she loves the way his lips feel, how warm he is, and her other hand slides across his back as he slips away from her.

A shiver goes through her when he kisses her stomach, near the edge of her hip. Her muscles tighten and then relax and a soft laugh slips out of her, one that speaks of excitement and anticipation and pleasure.

"Jason," she breathes, liking even the way his name sounds.