Jack's hands were everywhere, rough and insistent as he explored Ivy's body with the voracity of a man starved. He pinned her beneath him, his movements primal as they found a rhythm that was both fierce and intoxicating. Heat suffused Ivy's skin where Jack touched; she arched against him, craving the intensity that only he could provide.
"Tell me what you want," he growled against her ear, his breath hot and heavy.
"More," Ivy managed to say between gasps, "I need more, Jack."
With a strength that sent a thrill down her spine, Jack maneuvered them into another position, this time with Ivy on top, riding him with abandon. The switch was seamless, their bodies moving together in a dance as old as time, yet every motion felt novel and raw under Jack's commanding presence.
The air was thick with desire as they continued to explore each other, shifting from one position to another, each more passionate than the last. Jack's eyes never left Ivy's, a silent communication passing between them that spoke of unspoken promises and shared secrets.
"Look at me," he commanded, and Ivy's eyes snapped up to meet his gaze. There was a fire there, one that reflected her own fervor.
"Yours," she whispered, the admission coming naturally as she surrendered herself to the moment.
"Say it again," Jack demanded, his voice laced with a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine.
"Yours," Ivy repeated louder, her voice breaking with the intensity of her emotions.
"Good," Jack said, a hint of satisfaction in his tone. And then they shifted again, this time with Ivy beneath him, her legs wrapped around his waist as he took control once more.
"Are you ready for something different?" Jack asked, his voice low and teasing.
"Always," Ivy responded, anticipation coiling within her.
"Then let's play," he said, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
Jack eased back, allowing Ivy to catch her breath as he stood at the edge of the bed. He extended his hand to her, a silent invitation she accepted without hesitation. She rose, her knees weak but her resolve strong, and followed him as he led her towards a chair in the corner of the room.
"Bend over" he commanded Pointing to his lap. and Ivy obeyed, her pulse racing.
Jack smiled at her like a predator, his eyes locked on hers as he spoke. "In this game, I am your master, and you will do as I say. Understand?"
Ivy nodded, the word 'yes' catching in her throat. The power dynamic shifted palpably, the air charged with an electric current that only seemed to heighten their connection.
"Good girl," Jack praised before leaning down, his lips hovering just above the back of her neck. "Let's begin."
Jack's hand lands with a sharp slap, the sound echoing off the walls. Ivy gasps, a surge of adrenaline igniting her senses.
"Again," she breathes, her voice laced with desire.
He obliges, his palm connecting with her skin, harder this time. Big red hand prints bloom across her flesh, a testament to their fervor. He grips her hips, pulling her back onto him After each slap. The room is filled with the sounds of Jackie slapping her thick ass, And ivy's moans from it, Loving every last bit of it.
"Tell me what you want," Jack demands between heavy breaths.
"Your hands... on me... everywhere," Ivy manages to articulate, each word punctuated by his movements.
Switching gears, he slows down, pulling Ivy upright and spinning her around to face him. Their eyes lock for a second Before ivy looks away embarrassed, a silent conversation passing between them. He lifts her effortlessly, her legs wrapping instinctively around his waist.
"Look at me," he commands softly, one hand finding her throat, applying just enough pressure. Her pulse throbs against his fingers.
"Jack..." It's a whisper, a plea mixed with ecstasy.
"Let go, Ivy. I've got you," he reassures, his gaze never wavering.
Her breath hitches, caught in the delicate balance of trust and surrender. She nods, her body moving in response to his, meeting each of his deliberate strokes Against her skin. Every touch is a promise, every kiss a seal of their unspoken bond. She clings to him, a lifeline amidst the storm of sensation, and loses herself in the intensity of the moment, loving every last bit of it.
Jack's name fell from Ivy's lips, a whisper of want threading the heated air. "Again," she breathed out, her eyes alight with desire. "I need you... here." Her hand drew a line up her body to her mouth, her intention clear.
Without hesitation, he obliged, the raw hunger between them unquenchable. She welcomed him, her eagerness matching each thrust of his. Their connection was wordless but spoke volumes, each movement a testament to the craving that consumed them both.
"More," she urged, her voice muffled yet insistent as her gaze locked onto his. Jack complied, driven by the intensity reflected in her eyes, With one last thrust , he pushes ivy over the edge and makes her cum all over. While Jackie cums down her throat.
Tired they retreated to the Bathroom and entered the shower, the shower's warmth enveloping them in a steamy haze. Droplets cascaded over entwined figures, washing away the remnants of their fervor. Hands roamed gently now, soothing where they had previously incited, the water a balm to their impassioned skin.
"Stay with me," Ivy murmured against the crook of his neck as they stepped from the shower, the coolness of the air a stark contrast to the lingering heat of their bodies.
"Always," Jack replied, his arm steadying her against him, reaffirming the silent vow that had been etched into the steam.
They found solace in the softness of his bed, the tumultuous passion giving way to a tender embrace. Ivy nestled into the curve of Jack's body, her head resting upon his chest. His heartbeat was a lullaby, the rise and fall of his breath a soothing rhythm that ushered them towards rest.
"Today... was incredible," she whispered into the quiet of the room.
"Every moment with you is," he answered, his lips pressing a gentle kiss atop her head. There they lay, cocooned in the sanctuary of each other's arms, drifting into dreams fueled by the fervency of their love. The night held them close, a silent witness to the bond that deepened with every shared heartbeat.