JACK
Flora wants, and of course Flora will get. Humming a note of need and impatience against her mouth, Jack doesn't mind if she keeps her shirt on so long as she stops impeding their efforts to get naked in all the necessary places. Drawing back from her lips to instead leave a keepsake on the delicate flesh of her neck, one of his arms braces against the sand while the other helps in her quest to undress them.
Warm fingers greedily seek out the soft curve of her hips and thighs, skillfully moving her underwear to the side to allow him to sink into the heat of her body. Wasting no time, the captain enters her with a moan to punctuate the lovebite against her throat. This time, he feels, she'll have a very good idea about what to do with her hands.
Warm fingers greedily seek out the soft curve of her hips and thighs, skillfully moving her underwear to the side to allow him to sink into the heat of her body. Wasting no time, the captain enters her with a moan to punctuate the lovebite against her throat. This time, he feels, she'll have a very good idea about what to do with her hands.
you are a quiet god
and your hunger is cavernous
and your hunger is cavernous
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
