((ooc: Insert timewarp back a few posts to begin this right! lolz.... enjoy))
Madelyne sat up and pushed herself so she was kneeling in the very center of the bed. Her hands went to the back of her neck before sliding down very slowly over her chest, knees spread wide and inviting. She was his for the taking. Jack's grin was ear to ear as he crawled over to her, kissing her lips, tongue dipping inside to taste her. Those same lips moved over her jaw, down her chin to the juncture where her neck met her shoulder, teeth grazing lightly as his hands found her waist. He pulled her against him, arousal pressed tightly into her stomach. Jack's hands slid down and around to grip her firm bottom, rubbing the cheeks. Madelyne's hands were on his chest, massaging his pecs. Her lips kissed a blazing trail to his Adam's apple. She licked and sucked on it like she had his dick only minutes before, mouth eager to have him. Jack pushed her backwards, laying her body out beneath his own, keeping her legs spread. His body stayed pressed against her, allowing little in the way of movement, save for where he wished her to go. Once she was on her back, his mouth found her breasts, nuzzling the space between. Hands grazed up her sides and took those mounds in hot palms. Fingers tugged at the erect nipples. Madelyne moaned, a deep low sound that could have been his name or a prayer to god. Either way it was for him and what he was doing to her. Those rounded hips lifted in the little space she had been given, asking him for the same release she had given him. Jack released one breast and overtook the nipple with his mouth. Her hands clawed at his shoulders and tangled in his hair, pulling him closer to her. The breathy words spilling from her mouth asking him for more. His free hand tucked itself between them, finding her entrance wet and ready. He guided his erection into her, just enough that the tip was inside. Then he moved his hand and steadied himself, pushing forward. She gasped his name in pleasure, grip tightening and hips moving to meet his. Her legs free to wrap around his waist and pull him closer, deeper with each hard thrust. She was heat and pleasure and just tight enough around him to feel every arch and groove along his length. Jack's lips took hers with a loud groan, swallowing the sound while he did his best to keep control. To make each rock of their bodies last as long as possible. She was shaking beneath him, holding on whispering into his mouth. Feeding his ego with words of endearment, thank you god's and mewling sounds that begged him for release. When she finally came, her body squeezed around him and he had to stop moving just to keep from coming again so soon. After she calmed down, he began again. That slow, controlled rocking of their hips. Chests heaving against each other, her hands moved to join her heels on his ass, gripping his backside. Trying to make him move faster than the maddening slow pace he had chosen. His lips found hers once more and he let himself give in to her. Thrusting faster and harder and not even noticing the way the blanket and sheets were bunching up from the friction. She pulled her mouth away, moaned his name loudly, and came again. He followed her, releasing inside that heat as her muscles squeezed him in spasms of pleasure. Jack tucked his head against her neck, body almost limp over her own; both finding breathing difficult, much less holding their own weight.