Clara had been flirting with Jack ever since she picked him up, the handsome time agent making it hard for her to keep her hands to herself. She'd been teasing him all day, her fingers brushing against his arm or leg, her lips curling into a knowing smile as she caught his eye.
Jack had been trying to resist, but Clara was making it difficult. Her short blue dress clung to her curves in all the right places, and her long brown hair cascaded down her back in waves. He couldn't help but stare at her, his eyes drawn to her like a magnet.
Finally, Clara couldn't take it anymore. She dragged him to the TARDIS bedroom, shoved him onto the bed, and fastened the restraints around his wrists tightly, tying him to her bed. He didn't seem to mind.
Jack watched with a grin as Clara's dress hit the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie. She crawled onto the bed, her eyes locked on his as she slowly removed her bra, her breasts spilling out.
Jack's dick grew hard in his pants, his eyes glued to her nipples as they hardened in the cool air.
Clara knew what she was doing to him, her hand reaching down to stroke his cock through his pants. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I want to taste you."
Jack's breath hitched in his throat as Clara's mouth closed around his dick, her tongue swirling around the tip. She took him deep into her throat, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked him off. Jack's hands gripped the sheets, his hips thrusting up to meet Clara's mouth.
Clara could feel Jack's orgasm building, his dick swelling in her mouth. She pulled back, her lips wrapped around the tip as she stroked him off. Jack's cum spilled out, hitting Clara's face and chest. She licked her lips, savoring the taste of him.
Clara climbed onto Jack, her pussy wet and ready for him. She slid down onto his dick, her body shaking with pleasure as she rode him rough and hard. Jack's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he thrust up to meet her.
Clara's orgasm hit her like a wave, her pussy clenching around Jack's dick as she shrieked with pleasure. Jack couldn't hold back any longer, his own orgasm ripping through him as he broke free of his restraints. He flipped Clara onto her back, his dick still buried inside her as he fucked her roughly to finish.
Clara's body shook with pleasure, her pussy milking Jack's dick as he came inside her. Jack collapsed onto her, his breathing heavy as he caught his breath. Clara wrapped her arms around him, her lips curling into a satisfied smile.
"I knew you'd be a good companion," she whispered with a cheeky grin, her fingers tracing patterns on Jack's back. He chuckled, his hands reaching up to brush Clara's hair out of her face.
"Oh. You have no idea," he replied, binding her wrists with the same restraints she'd used on him. "My turn…"