Cut for sexual content oh my
With her neck on display like that, Jack moved his mouth to it, and trailed his lips against her carefully. Her neck hadn’t been damaged, thank God for that, but he was still careful. So mindful, so caring, so loving to her that it made his heart ache. This woman, Katelynn Foster, was who he’d been waiting for. He had fallen for her through her blogs alone, reading about her days, seeing her photographs, and talking about her friends. How he had wanted to be included in that list, to have her smile at him and greet him by his name.
And now here they were. Katelynn laying on a table out under the stars, on top of a hospital, fireworks still going off in the distance and the mute rumble of celebratory music, her legs open for him, her body wet and wanting. He didn’t think they would make it here, this fast, but… it didn’t feel wrong. It felt right. It felt wonderfully right. His fingers slip, the tip of his pointer slips into her body and he feels her body in a way he hadn’t before and it makes his whole body scream and ache.
“I-I want to make love to you… s-so much…” Jack whispered against her neck. “Can I…? I. I’ll understand if you don’t want me to but… I so want to…”
Jack Maple 