John let out a soft hiss when he pressed into Jennifer's tight heat. Oh God, she felt so good, and he knew that no matter how often they did this together, he'd always enjoy it...and her. He couldn't imagine ever growing tired of this.
Bracing his shin against the wall to hold her, he began thrusting into her, meeting each movement. It started off slowly as he hadn't done it this way much and he didn't want to drop her, but it wasn't long before they were moving faster, causing him to push more deeply into her.
"It's okay, hon," he whispered, nuzzling back by her ear. "I've got you. Not going to let you go."
Soon he could feel her tightening around him, causing him to get closer and closer to losing control himself. Then, without warning, she clenched around him, and John let out a choked cry just as he came, twitching hard within her.
"Oh, God, Jen," he groaned, pressing her to the wall as his head fell forward against it as well. After a few moments, he pulled back, bringing her with him, and landed on the bed. He held her tightly before reaching up to smooth her hair back from her flushed face so he could kiss her deeply.