He's going so excruciatingly slowly that Beth finds herself nearly whimpering almost immediately. It's good, it's so good, his touch and his hands on her and his tongue, and her hand tightens in his hair again. She's not pulling, she's careful not to yank, but she needs something to hold onto, some part of him to ground her.

This is a really good place for their rock climbing adventure to have ended up.

With her head back against the bed, Beth stares up at the ceiling for a moment before she realizes she wants to see him. Reaching blindly behind her, she grabs a pillow and shoves it under her head, propping herself so she can look at Jason. Even just the sight of him between her legs sends a rolling thrill of pleasure through her and she gasps again.