It was too much. All of his senses were filled with Katelynn, and it was overwhelming him, pushing him fast toward the point of no return. Jack knew that if he let himself, he would come very soon; he doubted he had any self-control left to stop it. But, as much as he could tell Katelynn was enjoying this (if the moans she was making and the way her body arched against him were anything to go by), she hadn’t climaxed yet, and he was not going to spoil this by leaving his beloved unsatisfied.
Jack slid his arms under Katelynn’s back and lifted her up gently, his length still buried inside her, guiding her to lean back against the pillows so that she was sitting up partly, instead of lying flat. A little awkwardly, he reached down between them, feeling where their bodies were joined until he found her sensitive nub, wet and slippery from her juices. He began rubbing it as he resumed pumping into her, trying desperately to bring her to the edge with him …
Jack Maple 