It's hardly the smoothest move and I'm definitely grateful that picking up figure skating again has helped with my flexibility as I push up onto my hands and feet to kick my underwear off. Afterward, I carefully settle again, straddling Jack's chest, my face absolutely on fire when I stare at how close my dick is to his mouth like this, how much he wants it there.

His eyes are so, so dark when he looks up at me and I swear my whole body jolts when he wraps his hand around me, lips pursed to press a soft kiss just to the tip.

"Oh-- Oh, Good Holy Mother of God," I breathe when his lips part and he starts sucking me in, just a little at a time. I'm glad we're as close to the headboard as we are so I can brace myself against it, the muscles in my thighs already shaking as Jack starts to bob his head, his low groan sending a gentle vibration all the way up my spine. It's nothing like anything I've ever felt before, all tight, wet heat, so much better than my hand has ever been.

It's absolutely obscene to watch, Jack's lips stretched wide around me and I reach down with one trembling hand to comb my fingers through his hair. It's taking every ounce of willpower I have not to roll my hips forward and I know there's no way I'm gonna be able to last long like this.