"Jesus," Ella breathed as his mouth found her breast. She grabbed the back of his head and held him there as he teased that sensitive part of her body. His hand was doing amazing things under her skirt as well and it was all she could do not to beg. Her release was getting closer, she could feel it building.
"Matt," she whispered desperately. She drew out his name in a whispered moan, fisting her hand in his hair as much as she could.