He was even better at this high on coffee than drunk, and that was saying a lot. Eve was feeling the whole of her skin 100 times more sensitive than it rightfully ought to be, but in a good way. Always in a good way. Every time Jack touched her she felt a little jolt of electricity up her spine.
A bit of moaning ensued too, and Eve was not even ashamed to let him know how much she liked what he was doing. This wasn't a competition, after all. No need to fake anything.
Now she was beginning to realize where this was going. Oh, bliss. Eve smiled at her realization, but bit her lip into the smile when he kissed her thigh. Then, she closed her eyes again.