His words were barely registering – so far gone was she on cloud nine but through the haze she did hear his words, letting his cock go so he could enter her. Nodding, she lay back and wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist to angle her hips better.
Letting go of his ear, she whispered into it, “Be one with me…Jack…” and then returned her lips to his, kissing him deeply and passionately as if she couldn’t breath without it. She knew she still had so much to apologize for later but for now she relished in his love.
Jack spared one moment to be grateful that their shower had a non-slip floor, but then he felt Katelynn’s legs wrap around him, felt the purple tip of his cock begin to push inside her, and all thought fled.
“Always, Ka-…” Her name trailed off into a keening moan as his length slid inside her. Oh god, she was so wonderfully warm, and so tight. Without the latex between them, he could feel everything as her body drew him in, molding around him. His arms tightened around her, needing to hold her as he finally entered her completely.
For a moment, he simply held himself there, taking in every sensation. His face pressed against the curve of her neck and shoulder, and his chest heaved as he panted, murmuring against her skin. Then, supporting Katelynn’s weight for a moment, he rocked his hips back and thrust into her again.
She gave a loud, sharp gasp at the motion, feelings her insides stretch out to give him room. This was a closeness on a whole different level for her, tears stinging her eyes though thankfully the water from the shower hid it well. She was enveloped in Jack through all of her senses as she rocked her own hips back involuntarily, gasping and moaning every so often.
“L-L-Love..” she managed to gasp out, both using her old nickname for him and expressing her feelings.
Her skin was slick against his, peach contrasting with blue yet fitting so well. Katelynn’s lips kissed about his face and continued thrusting back.
It didn’t take long for Jack to lose himself. He could feel Katelynn all around him, slick and hot. He could smell her, that familiar, exciting musky sweetness under the scents of the shower. Her moans and gasps were wonderful, and so was the way they mingled with the noises he could hear himself making.
“Oh god … ngh! … Katelynn … l-love you so much …” His hands moved over her body, holding and caressing her in all the ways he remembered she liked. This – this was what he’d missed. Being joined to her, bonded so closely that he could almost believe they were one being.
Jack Maple 