Claire’s grip on the sheets tightened, torn between the mad desire for release and an irrational need to prolong the exquisite torment. She shrieked as Jamie moved down until he lying right between her legs, his lips kissing a trail along her inner thigh, his fingers still massaging inside her. Each touch of his mouth sent electric jolts through her core, and as his face buried between her legs, the sensation transformed into a constant flow of overwhelming pleasure.