JACK
It would have seemed like a dance, almost, the way they moved and shifted; Jack knew and felt her intentions even as her hands pushed against his shoulders, and the adjustment in their positions was done in a fluid motion that didn't break the mood in the slightest. He got a glimpse, briefly, of the stormy seas and the bed adrift in the waves, before their bodies met and he hissed in a breath, his focus consumed by the tempest in her mind.
The heat crackling in Eloise echoed in Jack, a mounting need that would only be satisfied when she finally broke against him, and the deep thrust of his hips, the roll of their bodies all contributed, seemingly, towards her pleasure and hers alone. The arm not around her throat snaked down beneath them, fingers seeking and finding her clit to rub against it in feverish circles, bracing her against the bed and arching her up against him. All the better to fuck you with, my dear.
The heat crackling in Eloise echoed in Jack, a mounting need that would only be satisfied when she finally broke against him, and the deep thrust of his hips, the roll of their bodies all contributed, seemingly, towards her pleasure and hers alone. The arm not around her throat snaked down beneath them, fingers seeking and finding her clit to rub against it in feverish circles, bracing her against the bed and arching her up against him. All the better to fuck you with, my dear.
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
