JACK
"I can appreciate a woman who knows what the fuck she wants," Jack growls with a wolfish smile against her throat, and already the hand getting its fill of her curves slips beneath her lower back, angling her hips up to meet his every thrust. And with the pictures she's painting in his mind to guide him, it's safe to say that Jack barely even has to think about complying with her needs.
With a snap of his hips, he uses the weight of his own body to angle her further up against him, almost on his knees as he lets carnal need take over. And its with blue eyes drinking in the way she's splayed out in the sand (and yet only partially seeing her at all) that he surrenders to good old fashioned fucking, wondering if he can have Flora serenading into the night before it's over.
With a snap of his hips, he uses the weight of his own body to angle her further up against him, almost on his knees as he lets carnal need take over. And its with blue eyes drinking in the way she's splayed out in the sand (and yet only partially seeing her at all) that he surrenders to good old fashioned fucking, wondering if he can have Flora serenading into the night before it's over.
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
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