Her breath hitched in her throat at every kiss and caress, melting against Jack’s body. How many nights she had laid alone in her bed without her love’s warmth and now it was returned to her. She almost felt it was just a dream.
Hands traveling up his sides and feeling every crevice of his skin, she ran her fingers almost ever inch of him, lingering for a few moments on his neck before moving up to gently caress his ears, moaning against his mouth.
“Jack..” she sighed between kisses, her body hungrily gliding along his and teasing his cock a bit.
“Nnnh!” She really had no idea what she did to him, did she? When her body slid against him, it took a great deal of willpower for Jack not to simply rub his arousal against her hip, and he mentally scolded himself for his lack of control. The feel of Katelynn’s hands on his oh-so-sensitive neck and ears wasn’t making it easy, either.
As wonderful as her touches felt, Jack needed more. Hoping desperately that she wouldn’t think he was being too pushy, he caught one of her hands and gently, but insistently, guided it to his cock, silently begging for her to touch him there. His other hand slid up and caressed her breast, massaging the soft weight as his thumb brushed her nipple.
Panting, her cheeks flushed a soft red color, Katelynn broke the kiss and tilted her head to the side, moaning deeply. Her fingers touched him tentatively, not because she was nervous but because she wanted to tease him a bit. She was caught up in the amount of lust building up within her, hips arching up as her hand grasped around his shaft and made a slow up and down motion to caress him.
She was moving her own hand in response to his hands on her breasts, feeling her nipples pebble in his hand like tiny Hershey’s kisses. She would try to respond in kind by rubbing her thumb against the tip of him, being as gentle and teasing as possible.
Her hands were so warm, so smooth and slippery from the water. Jack couldn’t stop himself from thrusting into her touch, seeking more, wishing she wouldn’t tease him but loving it at the same time. He continued to play with her breasts, and he began kissing his way down her neck and collarbone as he brought his mouth to one nipple.
Thanks to the shower, Katelynn was already rinsed clean, and he could taste the faint salt and sweetness of her skin. His lips and tongue teased the pebbly nub while his fingers toyed with the other. There was so much more Jack wanted to do – but, before they got too deeply into it, one thing had to be taken care of.
“K-Katelynn,” he panted, lifting his head from her chest a little. “I, um, I put the condoms under the sink as well …"
Jack Maple 