Her heart is racing now, her chest tight and achy as she feels an almost irresistible urge to obey his words. Taking a deep breath, she closes her eyes and slowly lowers her head, bringing her face level with Everett's foot. Her lips part slightly as she draws in a shaky breath, the scent of him filling her senses and driving her wild with desire.

Her tongue darts out, wetting her lips before tracing a path up Everett's ankle, leaving a trail of moisture in its wake. When it reaches the bottom of his foot, she hesitates for only a moment before pressing forward, slipping the tip of her tongue between one of his toes and the pad of his foot. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before; so hot and wet and salty. She moans softly against his skin, arching her back as pleasure washes over her in waves.