Jack’s eyebrows rose at first. He wasn’t used to Katelynn being like this, although he seriously loved it when she was confident enough to make the first move. Then he recognized the line from his blog, and chuckled. “Katelynn, you can brush up against me a-anytime you like.” And he helped her do so, wrapping his arms around her and giving a little wriggle against her.
Delivery for Jack Maple
Jack hummed in pleasure as she started kissing his neck like that. She knew how sensitive his neck was, and the feel of her lips and her warm breath on his skin were exciting him even more. “Mm, Katelynn …”
He could feel her tugging at his pants, but he wasn’t done paying attention to her just yet. He was till re-learning her body, every curve, every scent, and there was still more to explore. With his arms around her waist, he shifted them both so that he could bring his mouth to her breast. He kissed one tawny-brown nipple, delicately laving it with his tongue, loving the familiar taste of her skin.
Can I see how loud I can make you scream in bed?
[Eeps, taking a step back] I r-rather not scream at all!
Care to sing with me in bed?
[Raises an eyebrow. He doesn’t answer, but it does sound like a sweet, romantic idea. He mentally files it away for something Katelynn might enjoy.]
Can I explore your pants?
[Frowns, folding his arms around himself] N-no you cannot!
Do you want to be my sky and I’ll be your bird?
[Smiles – he likes that one.] Well, I suppose I’m the right color to be the sky …
Do you taste as good as you look?
[His eyes widen, and he blushes] I-I-I d-don’t know … ?
You didn’t hurt yourself falling from heaven?
[Rolls his eyes] E-even I’ve heard that one, Anon. You sh-should try harder.
Can I offer you breakfast in the morning?
[Shrugs] Maybe. Wh-what are we having? [Poor guy, he misses the implications]
Oh, you’re a painter? How about I brush up on you?
[Just smiles, though feeling a little wistful that nobody ever actually tried a line like that on him, since it’s a cute one.]
Jack Maple 