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He broke the kiss, loathing to, but knew it had to happen or he’d pass out from kissing her and passing out mid-making love wasn’t something he was going to do. He breathed, harshly, as he continued to rock in, and out, of Katelynn’s body. The warmth of her thighs made him smile, and he wriggled his own hips, side to side momentarily, before returning to his usual position.

His knees wobbled, and he had to move his hands or else they grow numb beneath her. One hand ended up resting by her head, the other against the bed.

“K-Katelynn I’m… mmn… I got so… excited before I don’t think I can… last much longer…” he admitted, hating to admit defeat because of his body.

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His own arms wrapped down low around her back, pulling her onto him, pushing himself further into her at the same moment and oh how he loved it, loved her, loved making love to her in the home he had grown up in since he’d been adopted. He deepened the kiss wantonly, tongue surging against hers, hips continually easing himself forward.

Her heat and warmth were muffled, somewhat, by the plastic he wore but he could still feel so much. Her muscles flexing against him, her body lifting to meet him, all of it beautiful and wonderful. 

She was perfection, to him, holding onto him, kissing him, wearing clothing to get him excited but she’d done that even without putting them on. He gave a shudder into her mouth as his hips could go no further so instead they pulled back, only to return, and continued the motion.

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“O-okay, okay… okay…” Jack stuttered, hearing that want, that need in her voice. He knew that she may be pregnant, he knew she may not be; whether or not, he didn’t want to risk the chance that she wasn’t, only to impregnate her now since oh my God he was close too. Rubbing against the bet, hearing her moans, her pleas and the taste of her body had been maddening. 

How he hadn’t come yet, he didn’t know. But he staggered onto his knees and reached over her, snagging the one he’d gotten out previously. Jack ripped the wrapper off with his teeth, tossing the unwanted piece away before quickly fumbling in the dark to slide his condom onto place. “Gimmie… just… don’t want to…” he mumbled as he pushed it down his hard, throbbing desire. It couldn’t get any harder. Ever.

But then he was ready for her, safe in the knowledge he was going to do this right this time. Jack’s hands found her hip, and her face, tracing his thumb against her lip before he kissed her. It never occurred to him what it may taste like, what it may feel like to kiss a man who had just been pleasuring you orally but he was too wrapped up in the moment. Especially when the head of his covered erection pushed up against her, and dipped into her but not enough to push all the way into her.

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That had been more than a shock to the man, whole body tensing as she had reacted like that. What hat he done? What? He hadn’t done anything different, had he? Looking down at her in the semi darkness, their only light coming from down the hall when they had forgotten to turn off the kitchen light, he tried to see.

Then he remembered the movies. How the women, and men, would touch that… spot… 

“Hm.” he hummed before he slid his tongue out again, this time purposely rubbing it against her multiple times; eyes open, watching her.

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He shivered at the touch and turned his head slightly to the side, making a pleased noise as her fingers touched him. They were electric. They had his heart pounding in his ears, and his body throbbing in want and need of her. Oh to just get to his knees, and push himself into her so seamlessly. But no, no… he’d left the condoms on the bedside table. 

Jack traced his lips against her again, tongue darting out and it licked against her hardened, slightly swollen clitoris completely by accident.

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Wetness that he gladly, though slowly, lapped up as his tongue continued to press against her. He shuddered, whole body tensing, at the sounds she made. His erection throbbed painfully between his legs against the bed, wishing to be in the place of his lips and tongue but had no voice so it was ignored.

Enough. Jack began to grind his hips against the bed as he continued to lick her body, the noises her body and his mouth making sounded like somebody enjoying an treat maybe too much. But the sound wasn’t the focus of his concern, right now. 

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She hadn’t said stop, or no. That was good. Good. 

God he’d never done this. Jack took a breath and opened his mouth and traced his lips against her body again, before he hesitantly let his tongue slip out and touch her. She tasted interesting; salty, not unpleasant… an interesting thing, to be sure. And she felt so warm, he could feel the heat radiating off of her now. He did it again, slower, shutting his eyes as he did, his hands gripping at her hips as he did.

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He’d never done this. He’d seen images, what young man didn’t go on the internet looking at images like this? To have a woman laying beneath him, Katelynn, wet and waiting and so very familiar and lovely to him now. His hands continued to touch her through the material, feeling her grow warmer, wetter, and it only went on to excite him even further.

He nipped a kiss to her hip as his fingers finally hooked with the panties, and pulled them down her legs, and set them aside. Then he kissed further down… further… further… until his lips just grazed against where she was most sensitive. He paused, hesitant, and looked up at her, eyes wide and worry filled. What if she didn’t want him doing this? He hadn’t even asked…