JACK
Gods, she's pretty when she's getting fucked. And for Jack that's not even in the traditional sense, though the arch of her back, the swell of her breasts, the curve of her ass (not to mention the cries that drag, mewling and needy from her throat) are all very pleasing. But it's her thoughts that drive him wild, dark and aching and wanton, and he hisses in a breath as the change in pace has his name colouring the air, and if she's close then he is too.
"Cum for me," he half growls, a line of sweat trickling down his spine and beading on his forehead as his thrusts lose all sense of control and composure. Jack is lost to it, throwing caution to the wind until he's fit to burst, until one last slam of the headboard into the wall has him entirely falling over the edge. His climax hits like a wave from far out at sea, knocking all sense away with it, and all he can feel and think is Maeve.
"Cum for me," he half growls, a line of sweat trickling down his spine and beading on his forehead as his thrusts lose all sense of control and composure. Jack is lost to it, throwing caution to the wind until he's fit to burst, until one last slam of the headboard into the wall has him entirely falling over the edge. His climax hits like a wave from far out at sea, knocking all sense away with it, and all he can feel and think is Maeve.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
