Jean let his mouth latch unto Scarlett's neck the moment her back hit the bed. His kisses had become rough and urgent and he unknowingly left hickeys all over her neck and collarbone as he kissed all the way down to her boobs, claiming both in each hand while his mouth latched unto a nipple.
Scarlett pressed her legs together, her fingers digging unto his hair as she bit her lips against the moans that threatened to escape her mouth from the pleasure coursing through her body. He knew her body so well. And he knew how to pleasure it even better.
Jean let his mouth leave her boobs after a while and continued kissing in a trail downwards, past her stomach and navel, and only finally stopping at the band of her panties. He looked up at her as he slid the lacy panties down her legs, watching her bite down on her lip in anticipation, her dark eyes almost pleading for release from his torturously slow movements.
