<3 I sincerely hope you're not ready to kill me yet.
Eventually they would but for right now, Jack wanted nothing more than to commit this moment to his memory. Jack had no knowledge that Gwen was married or that she was warring with herself on if this should be the right thing to do or not. Not only that, but Jack had no idea that there was a man who would be pissed as hell if and when he found out.
However, for Jack, all there was -- was this moment and her touch and that was all that mattered to him.
Jack managed to kick off his shoes so he could step out of his trousers, falling forward to pin her body against the bed. "Impish little minx," Jack breathed, tilting his head back. He kept getting distracted from the task at hand, which was getting Gwen undressed as quickly as humanly possible. Jack dipped his head, running his lips and tongue along her skin, just above her bra, hands working open her pants at the same time. He would not be distracted this time, dammit.