In the moment

Marital sex

Soph holds on tight as jack rummages in his pocket for the room key. He's getting far to distracted by the way Sophs kissing along he's jaw, it's making him yearn even more to get her inside. 'Have you got it?' She breaths grazing her teeth against his ear lobe.

He growls a low 'hmmmm' as he pulls out the key from his back pocket, flashing it eagerly against the door waiting to hear the lock click open.

Once they're in he kicks the door closed behind them, his lips now meeting sophs as he continues to carry her to the bed. He lays her back working his way under the layers of her dress, kissing along her leg as he reveals them. As he passes the knee his eyes meet sophs, dark and lusting but giving her an intensity she'd not felt before. 'You can remove that with your teeth' she pants as his fingers run along the lace of her garter.

She feels his smirk against the inside of her thigh as his teeth start to pull at the fine lace dragging it down her leg and over her foot. Keeping it between his teeth as he moves on top of her, taking the garter out of his mouth and moving it over her wrist twisting it before bringing her free hand up to the other, binding them together and lowering them back above her head.  'Keep em there' he demands as his lips brush hers.

He gives her a deepening intense kiss before moving back down the bed and under her skirt layers. Soph lets out a slight moan as his stubble brushes against her sensitive skin. The feeling of his warm breath as his mouth enveloped her clit sent her hips rocking against his face.

Soph was always a loud moaner after a drink, and this was no exception. As jack worked his fingers in and out of her now teasing her clit with his thumb, he watched as she screamed his name while she got close. 'Ya fucking beautiful Soph' his voice deep as he felt his cock expand against his trousers at the site of her.

'Don't stop' she moans trying to free her hands from the garter dying to grab hold of his hair. He pushes his fingers against her walls, making her back arch off the bed 'DONT STOP' she cries again as she unravels around his hand.

Jack steps back smirking as his removes his shirt and trousers 'how do I get you out of that dress' he says helping Soph up off the bed to inspect the back of her dress closer. As he stands behind her he sweeps her hair out the way letting it fall over her shoulders, his fingers now working on the dainty buttons that run along the seam. He kisses her bare shoulders gently teasing her skin between his teeth 'ow many of these need undoing?' He asks her impatiently

'Too many' she gasps removing her arms free from the straps in an attempt to see if she can pull it down 'just rip it!' She didn't have to ask twice because before she even took her next breath she heard the fabric tear and jacks was now effortlessly pulling her dress down over her hips.

He stood there taking her in, his eyes darting over every single part of her body 'you look fucking good like that' he steps closer to her 'owe did I get so lucky having all of this' his hands were on her, hes squeezing her arse causing her to push forward against him. She feels his erection pressing against her hip and his other hand was now cupping her breast, his mouth trailing kisses from her neck eagerly to her nipple.

She take a sharp intake of breath with his first suck, the sensation flooding her body but she was ready to please him, she needed to free his erection. She starts pushing him back till he's pressed between her and the wardrobe, then drops to her knees running her nails down his abdomen to his briefs. She hooks her fingers around the CK elastic pulling them down in one swoop, his cock springing to her attention.

She wraps her hand around the base as her mouth starts working up and down his shaft her tongue swirling around the tip as she reaches the top. Jack moans sophs name as his head rolls back hitting against the wardrobe door. She cups his balls squeezing them lightly as his cocks now sliding down her throat. He's throbbing in her mouth so he knew he was close, she straighten one of her fingers and starts rubbing his perineum. Jack lets out a animalistic moan as he fills her mouth, she swallows it in one before standing to her feet kissing him, letting his tongue taste the cum that's left on hers.

'Are ya being a dirty bitch Mrs grealish?' He smirks at her as she pulls away. She runs her thumb over his bottom lip before winking at him. 'Get back on that bed' he demands smacking her arse as she follows his order. She fucking loved it when he did that.

As she reaches the bed she bends over it, she wants it from behind and he happily obliges. His face is pressed into her arse as he eats pussy from behind, she's rubbing her clit at his tongue works it's way in and out of entrance, teasing her of the thought of his cock. 'Fuck me jack please' she begs of him.

He stands behind her, slowly pushing his tip into her and then taking it back out. She rubs her clit harder groaning at the sensation, she needed the girth of his cock inside her, filling her. She pushes her hips back into him but he does it again 'you want it yeah?' He loves it when she wants him this bad.

'Yes' she cries to him and he slides his cock all the way in, Soph gasping with relief. His hand are on her waist pulling her into him 'spank me' she orders, her hand still rubbing her clit as he's thrusting in and out of her. He spanks her and he feels her walls tighten around his cock at the sensation. 'Fuck me harder' she orders

He's really slamming into her now and her moans are loud calling his name as she cums hard. The feeling of her walls contracting leaving jack to finishes seconds after, they collapse on the bed holding each other, stroking each other's skin, jack kissing the top of her head.

'Please tell me you didn't leave the locket on ya shirt?' She asks looking up at him mortified she'd forgot about her mums locket.

He laughs, his chest causing sophs head to frantically Bob up and down. 'Nah, I pinned on ya dads shirt after angels. Thought she could see the night out, ya get me?'

'I get ya' she says smiling, nussling her head back into his warm musky chest.