He must have dozed off, because he woke suddenly to the sensation of Phryne kissing his chest. He was immediately alert and tried to sit up in order to take her into his arms and kiss her, but she pushed him back into the pillows with a gentle but decisive hand. "Just lay back for a moment", she smiled promisingly, and he felt a shiver of anticipation run through him as he slumped back into the pillows with a contented sigh. She continued her kisses from his collarbone over his chest and down to his stomach, each kiss leaving a trail of fire on his skin. Jack closed his eyes as he felt his excitement mount again. He was sorely tempted to try and take her into his arms again, but he did not want the kisses to stop, either.
A moment later though, his eyes flew open in shocked surprise as her kisses reached his navel... and she continued her way downward. . He quickly pushed himself up on an elbow and put his hand gently under her chin, tilting her head upwards so he could look into her eyes. He saw nothing but love there, and a knowing look. "It's alright Jack", she said softly, and tried to continue kissing him, but he held his hand firmly under her chin. He knew what she was planning to do, and he knew it was a disreputable thing. He had heard that you could pay certain ladies of the night to perform that particular service, but he had always found the idea of visiting prostitutes distasteful, and had no experience in the matter. "Phryne… that's… it's not right. Not for a lady. It's not… proper."
At that, she sat up and smiled saucily. "And when have you ever known me to do what is proper, Inspector", she quipped, but he did not smile in return. "Come on, Jack. It's only you and me here. Why don't we decide what is proper or not?" She moved closer, and he felt his breath catch at her sudden nearness. Lips tantalizingly close to his, she whispered seductively, encouragingly: "I'm pretty sure you'll enjoy it." A frown still creased his brow, but her closeness was starting to fog his brain. When she reached down and lightly stroked him, he could feel his resistance melting away. "I don't... it's not..." were the last feeble objections he managed to utter, before she closed her hand around him and a wave of pure pleasure extinguished every further thought. He fell back into the pillows with a sigh, closed his eyes, and decided to trust her greater expertise in these matters.
He felt her move down the bed and felt a great surge of excitement mingled with apprehension. A moment later her soft, warm mouth closed around him, and he gasped loudly at the exquisite sensation, her lips closed around him, the warm wetness of her tongue moving slowly, exploring. He felt he would go mad if she kept this up. But there was more to come, and he moaned and reached down and tangled his fingers into her hair as she moved down his shaft and increased suction. "Oh… God", he gasped, how had he never realized just what a woman could do, how had he never known this, how was it possible that she could bring him so much pleasure in such an unconventional way, how could he have thought that this was wrong?
She started moving up and down in a slow but steady rhythm and he lost all sense of time as he allowed himself to be swept up in the moment, and felt nothing but the utter pleasure she was giving him, taking in as much of him as she could, and her tongue… oh God, what was she doing with her tongue! He felt his excitement build quickly, too quickly, soon he would not be able to control it anymore. He needed every ounce of will-power he had to reach out to her and indicate with a hand on her cheek that she should stop. She looked up and softly said "I don't mind, Jack." But he was firm this time, this was a line he was not prepared to cross. She gave in and moved up to straddle him, and a new wave of pleasure washed over him as she sank down on him and started moving, his hands on her hips. What a glorious sight, he thought hazily, watching her move above him, her hair tousled and her face lit up in ecstasy. He noticed that her hand was between her legs, stroking in the rhythm of their movements. The sight was too much for him to bear, and he finally allowed himself to let go, sparks erupting in his brain as he gripped her more tightly and felt the orgasm break over him. A moment later, she cried out and shuddered, then fell forward onto his chest. For several long moments, neither of them moved, basking in the warm glow of fulfillment they both felt, enjoying the closeness and warmth of each other's bodies.