✨Redheadspark✨

Jack is a very confident man, so much so that he almost has a cockiness to him. Whenever he entered a room it’s like a confident aura emitted from him. And why shouldn’t he be? He’s amazing at his job, people look up to him, and he’s extremely good looking. But, when it comes to you that cockiness flies out of the window. Especially when you’re both like this, you on top of him with your hands gently roaming around his top half.

You didn’t mean to end up straddling Jacks lap like this, honest. You were watching a movie with him, your legs resting in his lap and his hand placed on your thigh. Your arms were linked and wrapped around his arm as you were nestled into his side. Jack would occasionally caress your leg absentmindedly and every time you felt his bicep flex slightly. Your hand squeezed his bicep, gaining the attention of the man himself.

“You’re so strong, Jack.” you say as you feel the muscles in his bicep stiffen slightly, your comment already making him flustered.

“What makes you say that?” He asks, refusing to look at you.

“Just look at you, baby. You’ve got big muscles and your biceps alone are practically suffocating in your shirt.”

Jack scoffs at your words, still not looking at you.

Your hand creeps up to his chest, feeling the toned muscle underneath. Jack lets out a shaky sigh as he feels your wandering hand feel him up and down.

“And you’re so handsome, Jack.” You say as your hand eventually trails up to cup his face that refuses to turn to you.

“Look at me, baby.” you say just above a whisper.

Jack finally turns to you, revealing how pink his cheeks have turned. You smile before leaning up and pressing your lips against his. Jack sighs into the kiss and almost immediately slides his tongue past your lips. Your hand reaches up and your fingers are tangling in his curls. You find it almost impossible to pull away and Jack groans when he no longer feels the warmth of your mouth on his.

Jack doesn’t have time to miss you much before you’re adjusting yourself to straddle his waist, the movie playing now long forgotten. As soon as you’re sat in his lap you let out a small giggle.

“You hard just from me kissing you, old man?” You say with a teasing tone as your hands cup his face.

Jack stammers out some smart remark but you cut him off with another deep kiss. His hands find their way to your waist and his hips buck up to grind against you. You pull back and let your eyes start moving down his body.

“Can’t believe you’re all mine.” You state as your eyes come back up to meet his.

Jacks face is turning pink again.

“You’re so big n’ strong n’ handsome, Jack.”

You know the effect your words have on him. This isn’t the first time he’s been a blushing, stuttering mess underneath you. You loved praising Jack for this exact reason. Yeah you loved complimenting him because he deserves it, but you also selfishly love how sheepish it makes him. Knowing you’re the only one who gets to see this side of him fuels your ego.

“Look so handsome when you’re underneath me like this, baby.” You coo as you feel Jacks hands begin to get warm against your exposed skin.

“You’re gonna kill me, sweetheart.” Jack chokes out as you lean forward and place kisses that trail down his neck to the collar of his shirt.

“Take this off for me, please, baby.”

He groans at your use of the word ‘please’ and he obeys.

Your lips continue to trail down his chest and then to his torso as your body moves with you until you’re on your knees between his thick thighs. You pause kissing his warm skin to undo the button on his pants and start sliding them down his legs. Once he’s in nothing but his boxers, you squeeze the flesh of his thighs and look up at him as you say something about how good he looks from this angle. You tell him you could stare at him all day from between his legs and his head falls back against the couch. You place slow kisses to his muscular thighs, lightly nipping his skin as you make your way closer and closer to the fabric of his thin underwear. You hook your fingers into the waistband of his boxers before looking up at him again, his face coming into view as he raises his head again.

“you gonna let me take care of you, baby, hm?” You say, batting your eyelashes as you gaze up at Jack.

You took a deep sigh as you turned the key to your house. Plooping the keyes in the bowl next to the "Check your pockets" sign. Taking off your coat and shoes the first of few clothes you were relieved to get rid of. Your wrists hurt, shoulders drooped and muscles ached. Today was toddler screaming nonstop for 8 hours fucking hard. All you wanted to do was take a hot shower and get into bed thank the gods you had the next two days off cuase it would take at least thoes to recover from the shift from hell.

As you were pulling off your undergarments and putting up your hair into a shower cap you heard the front door open again. Jack was home you smiled maybe you could convince him for cuddles after your shower.

"Baby?" Jack called out as he shut the door.

"Bathroom, Jackie." You responded.

Jack dropped his backpack and walked up the stairs to the bathroom. He looked at you softly and could tell today wasnt the greatest.

"On a scale of one to ten how bad was today?" Jack asked.

You sighed deeply and made the bubble sound with your lips like a kid does.

"I hear ya loud and clear." Jack says stepping up to you and kissing your lips softly.

"I'll lotion your back when you get out." Jack whispers.

You smiled against his chest.

"Add a body massage and im set."

Jack smiled back. "Sure."

You went to slip into the shower as Jack shut the door to the bathroom.

He went to the bathroom of the first floor to take a shower himself and get out of his prosthetic leg. He turned the water to his preferred temperature which was the exact opposite of yours; he had no idea how you bathed in hot ass water. He stripped down his clothes putting them in the hamper. He took off his leg sat it next to the railing and sat on the chair in the shower. Jack took a deep sigh as he held on to the rail in the shower as the water cascaded down his body.

The stress of the day rolling down his skin. He was happy he had tomorrow off. He planed to spend it with you as much as possible.

Once you and jack were both showered and clean, He came upstairs and you brushed your teeth side by side. You made funny faces in the mirror while you did as usual and Jack tried not to smile while brushing it worked sometimes but you found things silly even in the mundane of life. One of the many reasons Jack loved you so much.

When you were finished you picked up a jar of lotion on your dresser and handed it to Jack. He opened the lid and began to rub it into your skin, he was watching it dissolve into your beautiful brown skin. This was his favorite part of your nightly routine. Feeling the softness of your skin under his fingertips. Every scar new or old, every curve of your maturing skin told the story of you and he loved it.

When he was finished with your front you rolled over to your back and he continued and added the massaging to the mix you hummed in relief.

"Thanks for the compliment." Jack responded.

After moisturizing your entire body Jack goes to wash his hands and comes back to cuddle up close to you. After a while his hands start to wander.

Jack massages his hands over your belly, hips and thighs while breathing in the smell of your soap and lotion. It smelled like lavender and vanilla. His hands wandred to your boobs as his fingers played with your nipples. He hummed a soft tune while he did this several more times. Just slowly caressing your body and touching you.

You rolled over on your back looking back at him as he took a nipple in his hand again. You reached up gliding your hands through his hair. He hummed deeply. You reached for his hand and placed it between your legs. He looked at you.

"You wanna? I know your tired." Jack whispered.

"Turned on and tired is one of my favorites, which one will win?" You told biting your lip.

Jack chuckled softly. Taking your brown nipple into his mouth and sucking softly, While his other hand toyed with your clit. He heard you moan softly letting him know you were enjoying what he was doing. You felt the ridges in his tongue brush against your nipples.

Jack groaned softly as his fingers circled your clit slowly. While also playing with your nipples. He felt his skin get tingly he shivered a bit. You moved on to your side so he could reach the other nipple he latched on and continued toying with it. One of his hands moved to your leg and placed it on top of leg. Moved his hand up and down dragging his fingers across your soft skin. Jack groaned louder.

"Beautiful."

Jack mumbled against your chest. You grinned softly. Touching the bottom of his chin and nudging his head up. His lips locked with yours gently. His pale skin against your brown skin you were wrapped together as you made out. Your pussy throbbed you had gained a little bit of energy from your foreplay. Which meant sleeping didn't win this time.

You and Jack separated foreheads against the other you were catching your breath from Jack kissing you well almost breathless. How did he manage this after 12 hours in the ED you'd never know but you never complained either.

Jack's eyes were studying your face while his hands rubbed against your back.

"Tired or no?" Jack asked softly. You simply smiled and shook your head no.

Jack grinned. "Well how do you want me, baby?"

"on top." You disclosed.

Jack nodded. He kissed you again then you watched him kiss down your body leaving goosebumps on your skin. When he got to your legs he caressed them slowly. He split them apart slowly while watching you.

Your eyes didn't leave each other as he knelt down to your pussy. He kissed your clit softly. He groaned while he did it. His tounge licked your lips gingerly. You moaned softly. Jack continued licking your clit, circling your hole and basically tounge fucking you. While you two shared your noises of pleasure back and forth being the only noises in your shared bedroom.

Jack was hard by now and he felt the heat rise to the surface of his skin. He'd have to be in you soon but he was also fighting the same sleepy/horny feeling you were. He was tired but determined that you both got some good ass sleep tonight. And sleeping after sex was the ultimate knockout to a good nights rest in his opinion.

Jack rose from your pussy with your cum on his face. Your mouth dropped as you watched him lick it up from around his mouth. Your eyes wend wide at this but you moaned at the same time.

"Get in me right now." You told him.

Jack grinned grabbing the lube and spitting in his hand mixing the two as he rubbed it on his cock. You both moaned as Jack inched inside of you. His cock felt better on the inside. He kissed you slipping his tongue into your mouth sucking on your tongue softly. Your hands squeezed his lower back.

Jack began to rock slowly at a massaging pace. You felt every drag of his cock as he did. He broke your kiss to moan out loud.

"gngggg---you--feel so good, babygirl." Jack told.

You nodded your head. Enjoying your man on top of you. You felt the buildup in your stomach with every slow thrust of Jack. It would be a while before you were even close at this pace but you didn't mind. Yeah Jack could defiantly blow your back out and go faster and you enjoyed those times. But something about the tender loving care of making love slow warmed your soul. You'd been with jack about a year and a half now and you learned a ton about the man.

You had your own life experiences as a woman in her mid 30s love, heartbreak, loss, and trauma and healing all rolled into one. You were learning every day about how to be a better you and take care of yourself better mentally and physically and it was a loving healing journey for yourself.

Somewhere along the way you met Jack by all your accidents to the ER because of your archer hobby. So you nicked yourself with an arrow a couple of times opps. But the last time you went you were actually hit with an arrow in your shoulder. And you told Jack "we might as well be dating Doc if we keep seeing each other like this." And to your surprise he said "sure, why not?" And the rest was history.

Jack groaned with every thrust he could feel his climax approaching. He could hear the sticky sounds you two were making in-between your connected bodies. It was music to his ears. Your walls were squeezing him so fucking good. It all felt so good.

"MMfff--Jack---mmm close." You told.

"Same--babygirl--cum--with" Jack moaned out.

You both came together in a series of moans and groans.

"So fucking good." You mumbled.

Jack stayed inside till you both calmed down from your shared climaxes. Then he pulled out making a tiny pop. You yawned. Jack smiled looking at you. He grabbed your hand and kissed your palm.

"Goonight, babygirl. I'll be here when you wake up."