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“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.

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Jack bit his lip, a mix of shyness and excitement rising inside him as he watched Katelynn carefully roll the condom down his length. Her hands were so smooth and warm, the light touch teasing, and he gently placed his hands over her own to help guide her. She wasn’t the only one who found the act erotic; when she gazed up at him, he couldn’t help smiling back. “P-perfect.”

Now that he was ready, he took Katelynn in his arms and laid her back on the bed. He knelt between her legs, bracing himself on top of her as he guided the tip of his erection into her warm, wet entrance. He nudged inside her, moaning softly as he felt her body mold itself around him, taking him in, filling her. It took a great deal of willpower not to just thrust immediately, but he forced himself to go slow, wanting to savor this.

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Jack took a few deep breaths once she let go of him, trying to force himself back under control. Katelynn’s mention about condoms actually helped; it brought him back to reality at least a little. “… O-of course. Do we have any left?” He scooted over to the edge of the bed and began rummaging in the drawer of the nightstand. They’d made love the night before he left, but he couldn’t recall if …

They were in luck. He quickly retrieved one of the little foil-wrapped packages and tore it open. As he was fitting the latex circle against the purple tip of his erection, however, he paused. He watched Katelynn, lying spread on the sheets, waiting for him. The candlelight turned her creamy skin golden, and brought out the gold highlights in her sandy-brown hair. He wanted so much to please her, to show her she was loved and didn’t have to be nervous.

He remembered something he’d read in a womens’ magazine once (when you were stuck in an office waiting room and bored out of your giant blue head, anything looked good to read). “Katelynn, w-would you help me put it on?”

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“Oh god …” He hadn’t expected her to move in and stroke him like this, and he definitely hadn’t expected her to lick him. He still remembered the first time she’d taken his cock in her mouth. It had been a little awkward, as they were both new at this, but the soft, wet heat of her lips, the way her warm tongue teased him – oh, it had been amazing. Since Katelynn was still so shy about sex sometimes, he hadn’t pressed for it again, but now …

His breath came in ragged gasps and moans. He carefully rested one hand on the back of her head, doing his best not to grab at her hair. “Ngh … oh, Katelynn … that’s … I …” He panted, trying to keep himself under control. “I-if you keep doing that, I’m going to f-finish before w-we get started …” And he didn’t want that. He wanted to make love to her completely, the way they both enjoyed. It had been too long, and she deserved his full attention.

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He gave a little whimper of happiness against her skin as he felt her hips buck into his touch. Katelynn wasn’t the only one who had feared, at least a little, that the other might have lost interest in them during their long separation. Jack had felt incredibly guilty that he wasn’t there for her when she needed him – when her mother had died, and more recently, when she was arrested. On his loneliest nights, he’d feared that he might return to Metro City only to learn she’d found someone else.

But now, as he kissed and touched her, feeling that she still loved him, stillwanted him, the last of his fear finally melted away.

He pulled the last of the ribbon off her body, massaging her warm, wet folds with his fingers. Then he paused, still kneeling over her as he reached to unfasten his pants; he was so aroused now that it hurt, and he couldn’t ignore it any longer.

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Oh, he loved the sounds she was making. The little noises that told him how much she was enjoying this, how much he was pleasing her. For someone who still felt shy and unsure sometimes when they were making love, that meant a great deal to Jack.

He continued toying with her nipple as he kissed the butterfly tattoo on her chest, playfully tracing the lines of it with his tongue. His other hand slid up her warm inner thigh before he pressed it between her legs. Even through the strands of ribbon, he could feel the damp heat of her, and it made him moan softly against her skin. “K-Katelynn, do you want me to … ?”