[ She slipped beneath his touch, resisting. She wasn't done yet. She had more things in store for Conrad then just a little feel with the palm of her hand. She wanted more then that. Shifting lower, she palmed palmed his erection, bringing her face close to the tip, breathing on it. She could almost, just almost, taste it, taste him.
And why deny herself the pleasure? Slowly, she licked him, tonging the tip. It wasn't heaven, but it certainly wasn't unpleasant. ]