Jack saw Rose close her eyes. She placed her hand on the back of her neck and rolled her head around, attempting to loosen the knots that had been forming.
"You okay, baby?" He closed his portfolio and walked up behind her. Papers were scattered everywhere on the small desk as Rose wrote her second article.
"Yeah. I just can't get the words out." Jack laid his hands on her shoulders and squeezed them with perfect pressure. She groaned in appreciation. "Just your average writer's block."
Jack applied a little more pressure to her shoulders. She let out a relaxed sigh. "Doesn't feel like it's just writer's block," he said tenderly, knowingly.
She laughed quietly. "You know me too well. I don't know why I agreed to do an article on Locke's Treatise of Civil Government."
"’Cause you're stubborn." Jack began to make circles on her shoulders with his thumb. Rose let her head fall forward. "And you want to prove that no matter how much you hate something, you can—"
"Find a way to hate it more," Rose said, making Jack chuckle. "That feels good, Jack." She leaned forward in the chair. Jack's hands fell lower on her back. He tried to knead his knuckles into her tight muscles. He frowned, unable to find a good angle.
Jack dropped his arms and grabbed her hand. "Come on. I can't rub you down good if you're sitting." He wrapped his arm around her waist and walked her to the bedroom. "Lay down."
Rose smiled, thinking of how much better she'd feel after Jack used his hands to loosen all the tension in her body. She kicked off her shoes and laid down in the middle of the bed. Jack got on the bed with her, swinging one leg over her so he could straddle her hips. He popped his knuckles.
Jack heard another relaxed sigh from her as he gently rubbed his hands up and down her back. "That feels wonderful," Rose told him.
"That's good, sweetheart." Jack made his hands into fists and used his knuckles to knead her muscles properly. Rose moaned softly. "I'm guessing that feels even better?"
"Yes," Rose muttered. "Your hands are amazing." Her eyes closed and she just let Jack work his magic. He alternated between kneading her muscles and dragging his fingertips up and down her back. Rose's tension just seemed to melt away under Jack's hands. With her body loosened, her mind was soon at ease.
Rose felt Jack's fingertips graze her sides, just barely touching her breasts. Goosebumps rose up on her flesh. Jack repeated the action and her nipples hardened. Then he ran his hands up her shoulders and down her arms. The feeling was amazing. As his hands reached her wrists, he ran his fingers in between hers. She clasped his hands in hers. Her kept his thumbs free to tickle her palms.
Jack noticed Rose bite her bottom lip. It was something she always did when she was getting wet. He leaned down and nuzzled her neck, making her sigh. Jack kissed her the soft skin along her neck, not minding the few curls that were in the way. He was growing hard, and pressed himself against her rear.
Rose responded by lifting her hips and pressing herself against him. "If you keep doing that..." Jack whispered in her ear.
"Keep doing what?" Rose asked with an innocent giggle. She pressed herself against him again. "This?"
Jack groaned softly. "Yes. That." Jack kissed her ear, nibbled at her lobe, and blew on it gently. Rose shivered. He moved his one leg back over her, and stretched out beside her. For a moment, he just stared at her. Her eyes smiled at him. Jack touched her face and ran his fingers up into her curls, letting them get tangled.
"Undress me, Jack."
Wanting her more with each second, Jack acted quickly. It took him no time to unhook the back of her dress. Rose lifted herself up so that he could push it off her shoulders. When she lay back down, Jack gently rolled her over so that he could pull it down her hips and off of her body. Before he could do anything else, Rose grabbed the material of his shirt and pulled his face to hers.
Jack parted her lips with his tongue. Rose teased his mouth with her own. She pulled away for a moment to whisper something.
"I want your hands on me." Rose helped him pull her undergarments off. She closed her eyes as Jack touched her naked body. His hands, calloused and rough, made their way down her body. Her breathing quickened as they reached her thighs. He leaned forward and kissed her throat.
"Tell me what you want, Rose." His voice was raspy, his breath becoming heavy with want.
"Your fingers," she whispered. She parted her legs. "I want to feel them in me." He moved his hand between her legs and teased her soft, wet flesh with the tips of his fingers. Rose moaned in response. He slipped one finger inside and felt himself throb at her wetness. "Jack."
He pressed his lips to hers as he slipped another finger in. She moaned into his mouth as he began to move them back and forth. "You like that?"
"Yes," she groaned. The heat within her intensified. Jack moved his deft fingers faster and harder, making her wetter. He placed his thumb on her clit, enjoying the way her nub had swollen. Jack started moving it back and forth over her clit, and she began to lose control. He started kissing her breasts, licking around her nipples. Rose muttered something incoherent as he blew softly on her nipple before closing his mouth around it again. He bit down gently.
Rose gasped and her hips bucked. Jack felt her tighten her walls around his fingers. Her body was shaking as the orgasm tore through her, and she cried out. "Yes! Jack, yes!" Jack felt her come, soaking his hand. It made him want her more than he ever thought possible. Rose let her hips collapse back onto the bed and Jack again kissed her.
Jack groaned as Rose reached between them and began massaging his hardened dick. "You want to fuck me, don't you Jack?" She unbuttoned his pants and slid her hand inside.
"Badly," he admitted without shame. Rose curled her fingers around him, sliding her hand up and down. Jack straightened up and pulled his pants and underwear below his hips and kicked them away. Rose ripped his shirt open, not noticing that a couple of buttons popped off. Jack pulled his shirt off and tossed it aside. She pulled him close, kissing him.
"Then fuck me, darling." She spread her legs wider, and then wrapped them around his hips as he entered her. His movements were slow, but hard. Rose moaned as each thrust sent tingles throughout her body. "Yes," she whispered. Jack began to move a little faster, making her groan. He slid his hands underneath her, squeezing his fingers into the flesh of her behind. Jack felt her tighten herself around him.
In one swift move, Jack flipped them. Rose balanced herself while straddling him. The expression on her face, the one of pure pleasure, sent tingles throughout him. I'm making her feel like that. He placed his hands on her knees and lightly ran them up her legs, stopping at her hips, supporting her. Rose found a rhythm, moving back and forth against him. Jack matched it, thrusting in and out of her.
"Jack," she moaned. "Harder, please." Jack held her steady and moved harder. Rose's moans got louder and louder and she shuddered. "Make me come, Jack." Jack moved his hands from her hips. He placed one on her breast. He pinched her nipple gently, making her moan louder still. Jack's other hand rested on the curled hairs between her legs. His thumb found its way between them, and he began rubbing her clit. With so many sensations taking over her body, Rose went over the edge.
Jack felt her come, groaning as she began to grind herself against him faster. His hands found their way to her arms and he pulled her to him. Rose nuzzled his neck, kissing his sweat-soaked skin. She snaked an arm under his shoulders in an effort to pull him closer to her.
"Rose," he whispered into her hair. She felt him throbbing inside of her and began to quickly tightened herself around the hardness over and over. He gasped and pressed his hands against the small of her back, pressing her against him as his orgasm exploded. "Oh, Rose."
Jack felt her collapse against him. They were both panting, covered in sweat, but neither cared. Jack stroked her back lightly with his fingers, making her shiver. Rose lifted her head and looked at him, noticing that he looked a little high.
"How did that happen?" he teased her. Rose giggled and moved off of him to snuggle against him. Jack reached up to brush a curl from her eyes and she snatched it with her own hand. She kissed the tips of his fingers before looking at him with a playful smile.
"Don't you know by now that I have a hard time resisting you when you put your hands on me?"
The End.