If it had been intense before, it was overwhelming now. He pulled her close against him as she brought her hips lower, not wanting to miss a moment. God, she was so wet, so hot. He felt as if he was drowning in her, and he had to remember to breathe, but oh, he loved it. He’d never felt so close to anyone as he did to Katelynn, and moments like these, when they were as close as they could possibly be, joined in body and spirit … it was perfect.
His heart (and other parts of him) swelled as he heard Katelynn reach her climax. He loved it when he could make her cry out like that, proof that he had given her so much pleasure. It was a bit disappointing that he couldn’t watch her face as she came, but feeling the way her body tensed around him, and the taste of her juices filling his mouth, were almost as good.
It didn’t take long for Jack to reach his own climax, helped by the heat of her mouth and her firm, loving strokes. His hips bucked up into her touch, his back arching as he came, hard, his seed spurting over her hand. He tried, too late, to warn her, but it trailed off into a loud, wordless cry, muffled slightly against her thigh.
Jack Maple 