Jack shifts then, enough that I can actually feel it inside and I gasp quietly at the jostling, the sound melting into a quiet groan as I slide my hands up his sides, skin so warm beneath my fingertips. I can't even describe how it feels to be so surrounded by him; I don't think I've ever felt so safe in all my life.

I hum into the kiss he presses to my lips then, opening up to it eagerly, the whole thing slow and wet and perfect and I feel more than a little dazed all over again when he pulls back. "A little sore," I tell him honestly, turning my head to press a kiss to the heel of his hand. "Good kind of sore, though. I like it. You inside me is, like... Goodness, I can't even tell you. Jack, you feel incredible."