All Jacked Up by Desiree Holt

gel into his hands, he soaped her foot, her toes, her slender ankle and the sweep of her calf, all the way up the inside of her thigh until he reached her sex again. Pausing a moment to stroke inside her he then lathered the opposite leg before he turned her around and placed her hands flat against the wall.
    Very slowly he kissed his way down her spine, fondling her ass and lightly running his fingers along the hot crevice between those exquisite globes. When he paused his fingers for a moment at the tight ring of sphincter muscle and circled it, the gasp of pleasure it drew from her made his cock begin to swell again and ache with need.
    When Jack finished covering every inch of her body with lather he reached between her thighs to stroke her again but she brushed his hand away.
    “My turn,” she told him in a soft voice.
    Now he leaned against the shower wall, eyes closed, while Darcy ran her small hands over every inch of his body. Scraped a fingernail across each nipple, sending shock waves straight to his groin. She took her time, teasing him, as she moved her hands down his chest and stomach to the thick curls surrounding his cock. A stray thought danced through his mind that he was glad for all those hours at the gym. At least he didn’t have to worry about the condition of his body. He hoped Darcy liked what she saw. What she touched.
    She’d been dancing her fingers over him so lightly that it stunned him when they closed around his erection, now swollen and stiff. She gripped him with surprising strength, moving her hand up and down his shaft in a steady, pumping rhythm. Heat surged through him and every muscle in his body tightened. She closed her lips over one nipple, her teeth lightly scraping it and his cock jumped in her hand. And when she reached between his thighs to cup his sac he thought he would lose it right then.
    “Darcy,” he hissed.
    “Mmm,” she murmured, her mouth against his chest.
    She caressed and squeezed him and he felt the familiar stab of lightening at the small of his back, the electricity sizzling through his balls. He gripped her shoulder and moved her forcefully away from him.
    “Enough,” he said through gritted teeth. “Damn, damn, damn.”
    He rinsed them off as if trying to set a new speed record, turned off the shower and quickly dried them both. Then, hair still wet and some droplets still clinging to their bodies, he swept her up in his arms and practically ran to the bed with her, placing her with her ass on the edge of the mattress. His hands shook as he ripped open a foil packet and rolled the latex on to his cock.
    Jack paused a moment to take a deep breath, his eyes focused on Darcy’s flushed face and the hungry look in her eyes. He slid his hands down her legs until he reached her ankles then gripped them and held them wide.
    Slow, slow, slow, slow.
    But the chant didn’t seem to help. He wanted inside her right then .
    He took in a deep breath, looked down into Darcy’s eyes flashing with desire and drove into her with one hard thrust.
    “Ohhhhh.” The long drawn-out sigh whispered from her kiss-swollen mouth.
    Jack closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the intense sensation of her hot slick flesh around him. He pulled out, leaving only the tip of his cock inside her before thrusting into her again. Hard. He did it again, and Darcy made the same sigh of pleasure once more. And clenched the muscles of her sweet pussy around him.
    Oh shit!
      He couldn’t hang on to it any longer. Giving himself over to the lust racing through him he set up a rhythm that had him thrusting into her again and again, watching her face for signs that she was close. Almost there. Almost there. Almost—
    “Jack!” she cried, her body tightening.
    And he let go, his cock pulsing as he pumped his release into the condom, wishing there was no barrier between them. Darcy milked him rhythmically, drawing out the pleasure until the spasms became tremors, the tremors became