Susan let out a little whine at the thought of being patient. "I think I've waited long enough," she said with a hint of fire in her words. That mouth of his was far too good at everything it did, and now she cursed why she hadn't done this before.
It was when he slid down between her legs that she felt one final tremor of fear, but it passed into oblivion the moment his tongue touched her. "Oh merlin, Cass," she moaned, not sure she knew what was up or down, or right or wrong any more, only that her fingers dug into his scalp as she rocked her body back to meet him again.