Chapter 36: Losing Faith
Selby scooted out of his chair, dropping to his knees on the wood planks of the deck flooring. Evening had grown to the grayness of dusk, and heavy shadows draped their deck. He knee-walked over to where she sat and ducked under her leg, dropping to all fours. He kissed under her knee as he passed, his tongue licking her flesh, cooled by the March evening air. He kissed her inner thigh, making a trail toward her exposed slit. He stayed on all fours.
“Admit it. You wanted him to have that picture of you.” He licked around her labia, his tongue gliding up the outer edge of one side and back down the other.
Faith took a deep breath as the pleasure of his warm tongue against her chilled flesh sent shivers of pleasure through her body. She placed her right hand on his blond hair as she slid her left hand behind her head. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, I did.”