MADELEINE

Before I knew it, my legs began shaking with every force, my first orgasm awaiting, but it gave me a full perspective of myself when Jack slammed in and out, his balls loudly slapping my skin.

"Oh, I'm comi-" I didn't have time to finish my time when I came, my juices slightly leaking out of my core.

With my heavy, deep breathing that I was unable to control calmly, I gripped my hands on Jack's shoulders and clenched my eyelids tightly as I could.

Then, Jack announced that he would come any time soon, whispering to my ear, sending me mild shivers teasingly running a pattern of zigzag through my spine.

His chest was pressed against mine and I could feel the pant and heavy breaths escaping from his mouth, the motion of his chest-thumping up and down in sync as well as mine.

"Oh, babe, I-" he cut himself off as he looked down at the view that I've given him between his cock fixated on my pussy. "I'm there." He moaned.

I hummed in response and moved my hips to help him and give him what he wanted to reach. He rolled his hips between the side of my thighs and grabbed and massaged them gently.

As I didn't know that my hand wasn't on his shoulder anymore, it was instead on his chest, the outline of my fingers tracing the heartbeat it thumped every whole second.

Jack let out a loud groan and then gave me a long hard thrust before he snatched my wrists and pulled them at the top of my head, releasing his high.

"Oh, Jack. Fuck. Fuck, yes." I moaned and slammed my lips against him, giving him the entry of my mouth to explore. It didn't take too long until our tongues were found tangling and playing, both of our hands fixated wrapped up in our own hair.

"Madeleine." He groaned out my name and calmed down a bit as he gave away his orgasm, his cum slowly trailing throughout my leg. "You're so fucking sexy." He said.

I quietly chuckled, trailing my hand over to his bare chest, slightly covered with his light chest hair. I hummed and glanced at him with my usual adorable eyes that I haven't shown to someone in a while.

Jack smiled and slowly pulled out of me, releasing with a slight pop. He sat beside me with his arm wrapped around my waist and held me tightly where I was able to receive his warmth in this chilly weather in Toronto.

I crouched down as I snatched my favourite jacket off the ground and wrapped it around us. Jack hummed in response and usually hid his face in the crook of my neck, taking every scent away from my body.

"Have you thought about making a new song?" He asked out of nowhere. I frowned and then pushed my forehead up at him, wondering why he even thought about questioning me that.