“Mmnh, Katelynn …” Jack groaned against her neck as her hips rose to meet him, burying his length inside her to the hilt. God, she was so hot, so tight around him; she cradled him in her body perfectly, and Jack knew more than ever that this was where he was meant to be. “… Love you, so much …”
He began to rock his hips, thrusting, finding his way back into the rhythm that best pleased them both. One hand massaged her breast as he pressed warm, wet kisses along her neck and shoulder. He could feel her hands on his back, rubbing, pulling him even closer against her. Without really thinking about what he was doing, he gripped her hips, urging her to wrap her legs around him.
Jack Maple 