Promised jex scene has arrived, taking up the entire chapter, which is the last main plot one and then the final epilogue will be coming up next, unless you all want more after this chapter. Let me know! And enjoy! Obviously, adult content warning.
From where Jack had her pressed against the wall, his hands fumbling blindly at the button of her jeans, she could see the entire living room. The toys scattered across the floor, the mug of tea she'd left on the coffee table, the muted Sunday afternoon movie playing on the TV.
Everything seemed to be going in slow motion. Jack's lips sucking roughly up and down the column of her neck, the way his hands gripped her hips just a little too hard, but exactly the way she needed it, hard enough to remind her it was real.
Without controlling it, a whimper escaped her lips when his hand slipped beneath the waistband of her underwear. She could feel him smile against her neck, pleased, and the pulse of his hot breath against her skin made her shiver and brace his shoulders.
He looked up at her, pained. "What is it?" He said breathlessly, hands finding her hips and fluttering there, wanting desperately to take her, but she swallowed and took a steady breath.
"Bedroom." She commanded, and he picked her up without a thought, her legs curling around his waist and he gripped her bottom hard in his hands, making her hips rotate where they were anchored against him. He groaned. Loud.
"Kate, you're killing me." He breathed into her hair, finally making it to their room and letting her drop onto her knees onto the end of the bed. He didn't waste time.
In an instant he draped his body over hers, her back digging into the mattress with his weight perched above her. She stared up at him in wonder, like she was just a spectator, an outside observer.
He sensed her distraction and pulled away from dropping kisses onto her stomach where he'd pushed up her shirt just below her breasts.
"Kate." He said softy, but not without hurry. She snapped out of her trance and let her palm fall gently against his stubbly cheek, smiling.
"All I want is you." She said carefully, each word deliberate and full. She leaned forward and caught his lips up in hers, deepening it until she had him on his back, his hands gliding up and down her back and finally settling into the back pocket of her jeans and pressed her into his pelvis.
She gasped, and ground into him further, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head.
"Take off your pants." She ordered, sitting back off of him and waiting. He froze for a moment, eyeing her with both hesitance and unabashed arousal.
"Do it." She repeated softly, licking her lips. He shucked them off and she could see the bulge in his charcoal grey briefs. His body still seemed so familiar to her, after all this time. He toed off his socks, too, and waited.
"Now what?" He asked hoarsely, eyes never leaving hers, but his hand itched at his side.
"Your shirt."
He didn't bother unbuttoning the oxford shirt, instead yanking it over his head with his undershirt too, all in one shot. He tossed the pair onto the floor next to the bed and Kate watched the quick rise and fall of his chest with curiosity.
His fists clenched and unclenched his fists at his sides. If he couldn't touch her, he at least wanted to relieve himself.
She made him wait a moment longer before she sat up on her knees, drawing the zipper down on her jeans and shimmying out them slowly. She could feel the heat from Jack's stare, could feel the trickle of excess rain water make its way down the side of his neck, mixed with sweat, and undoubtedly warm, salty, sweet.
She met his eyes as she reached for the hem of her t-shirt, pulling it slowly over her head and let it drop behind her. She saw his eyes wander down her body, slowly, down and up, and could see his body wriggle almost imperceptibly, trying to assuage the arousal dying for release within the confines of his briefs.
"Kate." He urged, almost shifting to touch her, but when he met her eyes, he stopped.
"What do you want?" She asked evenly, fingers toying with the thin straps on her underwear.
He licked his lips, body stilling. "I don't care, I just need you now." He bit out, reaching out, but she shifted away from his fingers.
"Tell me." She tried again, body poised.
He shook his head, mouth hanging slightly open, looking for words, some composure.
"I want your mouth."
"Where do you want it?"
"On me."
"Where on you?"
"On my cock."
She quirked a knowing half-smile and licked her lips, making him suck in a quick breath when she moved towards him on her hands and knees, drawing her body over his, skin brushing against his, hot and ultra sensitive. She straddled his knees, back arching as she bent towards the opening in his briefs.
His hand found her cheek, cupping it and smoothing a thumb over her patch of freckles, making her look up at him and he tried to smile, but all he could do was look at her through her curtain of curls and watch her bit her lip, red and swollen from kisses. He felt the breath in his chest freeze and he knew he'd never seen anything he'd wanted to remember more than this moment.
She shifted, her core brushing against his knee and she closed her eyes, sucking in a breath.
"Kate, you don't have to." He said softly when she leaned her head down, her hand ready to snake its way inside his underwear.
She looked up at him a last time but said nothing, only holding the eye contact as she pushed down his underwear and drew him into her palm, letting her hand flutter on him, testing the feel of him in her grasp again. He groaned, his hand finding its way into her hair and tangling in her tresses.
"God, Kate."
She smiled triumphantly and pumped him, the feel of him coming back to her, like riding a bike, she smirked.
She could feel his breaths coming out labored. He'd let his head drop back onto the pillow, unable to hold it up any longer. She lowered her mouth down onto him, and she felt his grip in her hair flutter and tighten temporarily just before he let out a throaty groan.
"Fuck." He bit and she swiped her tongue around him, lavishly slow circle around his head and he hissed.
With his free arm he propped himself up on an elbow, watching her, her head bobbing slowly up and down, her tongue working in invisible circles around him.
She peered up at him, her mouth sucking him harder. She watched his eyelids flutter halfway closed and then struggle to stay open, to watch her, to watch her watching him. To watch her eyes look so innocent when she did such things to him.
She shifted and her center brushed his leg, sending a shock up her spine and she let out a tiny moan involuntarily, sending a vibration down his cock that made him grunt, sending a thrust into her mouth that she accepted.
"Kate, I'm not gonna last." He choked out, and she released him with a pop.
"So don't."
He nearly came right then, but bit his lip, guiding her up towards him, his lips whispering against hers.
"I don't want to come in your mouth. I want to come inside you. I want to feel you."
His mouth pressed against hers as his fingers wound around her back, flicking open the clasp on her bra and guiding it off of her, only to have his large hands come back around cup each one, letting the fullness settle into his palms.
She moaned, eyes fluttering shut, and let his thumbs graze the nipples, feeling them pebble into tiny peaks beneath his fingers. She sucked in a breath and pressed herself closer, her arms wrapping around his neck and leaving no space between them.
"Now, Jack. Please."
He chuckled. "After what you did to me? I don't think so."
He unwrapped her arms from around his neck and settled her onto her back. His lips finding hers and letting his tongue dip inside her mouth and tangle with hers. Her tiny hand came around and gripped his neck, forcing his mouth deeper into hers until his tongue got lost into the depths of her mouth and she whimpered, her hips rising into his.
"Now, Jack. Now."
He moved his mouth away from hers and let his lips trail down her collarbone and to her breasts, giving each the attention of his mouth, letting his tongue roll her nipples into hard buds until her back arched off the bed and she held his head closer to her chest, panting.
"You like that?" He asked teasingly, goading her.
"Jack." She breathed, but his mouth moved lower until she felt his breath just above her underwear and she bit her lip, waiting.
He tugged her panties down by the sides, face level with her pelvis, and she could feel his breath fan out against her and her hands brushed over the soft fuzz atop his head.
"I won't last either." She said softly from above him.
"Let's find out." He said mischievously and let his mouth dip into her cover, tongue brushing over her in small circles and he could hear her cry out, feel her hips push up against his face.
He braced her thighs in his hands and tugged her closer so that his tongue dipped inside her and nearly screamed, panting hard.
"Jack." She said it over and over, rising in crescendo the faster he went, letting his mouth find the little bundle of nerves and suck hard and then lap fast over it with the very tip of his tongue.
Her toes curled into the mattress and he could sense she was close and backed off, drawing himself so that they were face to face. Her cheeks were flushed, and he felt how hot her skin was, how she couldn't catch her breath.
"You stopped." She panted, hand trailing down towards her core, desperate, but Jack caught her hand, and he drew it up to his lips, pressing a kiss into the center of palm.
"We're gonna make this last." He chided her and she could feel his velvety heat pressed against the inside of her thigh, making her squirm.
Her hand reached down and touched him, guiding him to her and teasing him at her entrance. His eyes fluttered closed and she pressed a kiss against either lid.
He buried his face in her neck and pushed inside, making her hands grip his shoulders hard, nails digging in and he growled low in her ear.
"Oh fuck." He groaned and she shifted, tilting her hips and he slipped in an inch deeper and she came with a shout, clenching around him and arching off the bed, eyes wide and mouth open in a silent scream.
When she came down she was panting and Jack smoothed a hand across her forehead, finding her lips and kissing her gently and lingeringly.
"You're so tight." He whispered against her lips reverently and groaned when he began moving, at first at a slow steady pace, hips drawing out and then driving back in completely, making her breath hard into his ear.
Her inner walls still fluttered around him, making him thrust harder against the friction. Her thighs braced his sides, legs drawn around him and she started to thrust up in time with him, sending him in deeper and harder.
He found her hands and drew them up above her head and holding them there with his, and she shifted her hips in small sensuous circles, and then lowered her mouth to his ear.
"Harder, Jack. Let it go." She whispered and he sped up, pounding into her harder and quicker, her hips hurried to keep up and she started mumbling incoherently, and he started swearing underneath his breath.
"Oh God, Jack, Jack." She kept saying his name and he clenched his eyes shut and thrust harder, moving one hand to her lower back and bracing himself as he thrust deeper, making her shout and come again.
The tight fit and her pulsing muscles around him, shuddering in waves, was too much and with a groan he came, thrusting deep up inside of her and letting go, jerking once, twice, and collapsing atop of her, shuddering and sweaty.
Her hand found his back and rubbed soothing circles there as she felt him soften within her. She knew she'd be sore later, but it was worth it, to watch him lose control for once, to see the look in his eyes when she said his name in warm, humid, hushed breaths.
After a long moment he propped himself up and looked down at her, her cheeks flushed red and a love bites trailing down her neck and chest.
"I got you pretty good." He mumbled, eyeing each hickey.
She rolled her eyes. "Your mother will love that. We're living in sin."
He rolled onto his back and drew her with him so that they still stay connected as she was draped across his chest, naked chest to chest. "If this is living in sin, I'll choose hell any day."
She laughed. "You are so corny."
He smirked, hand trailing up and down her warm back, slick with sweat.
"Seriously, that was the best sex I've ever had."
She snuggled deeper into him. "I'm a wonder in bed." She said casually, closing her eyes.
He chuckled deep, making his chest rumble against her ear but let out a breath when the last weak wave of orgasm rolled over him inside of her, making him thrust against her and she laughed in surprise.
"Easy tiger. I think I need a nap."
He chuckled, brushing her hair down her back.
"Good, 'cause when you get up you've got to finish what you started." He teased, waggling his eyebrows at her and she laughed.
"I will if you will."
"Deal."
So let me know if you want to see anything else besides the upcoming epilogue. If you have more jex ideas or anything else you want finished up that you don't think would be generally covered in the epilogue. I'm open to suggestions. Enjoy! Please review.