It's funny how empty I feel when he slides his fingers free and I don't even bother muffling the whimper of disappointment that pushes past my lip either. Jack's moving me a moment later though, easing me onto my back and I barely even have my legs spread before he's sinking those fingers right on inside me again.

The angle's harder to reach this way, but I push my feet into the bed for leverage, arching up against him and gasping roughly when he wraps his hand around my cock.

"Oh my God, Jack. But I want--" It's all I can do to keep my eyes open then and I finally give in, tossing my head back as I rock up into his hand and down onto his fingers. He knows just exactly what he's doing, exactly where to touch, and in moments I'm too close to stop anything at all, every muscle in my body winding tight. "I want-- oh God. Oh fu-- Jack."

My orgasm hits like a freight train, body bending as I come over Jack's fist and all over my belly, my legs shaking and everything so so tight.