"It might need a few more touch-ups, m'mselle," Jack said, through a throat that was suddenly dry. "Just ... little spots where my finger slipped."

And, since she sounded like she wouldn't mind, he took the liberty of licking at those (largely imaginary) places before looking up at her and, quite deliberately, finishing with a kiss to the side of her neck. "And that was just to thank you," he said, sounding entirely too pleased with himself.