When I lowered myself down onto Jack's cock, I had to fight the urge to moan out and just be still to feel him inside me for a bit. I leaned up as much as I could in the bunk, placing my hands on Jack's chest as I started rocking my hips, not exactly fucking him yet. Jack's hands gripped my waist, tightening a bit as he bit his lip, watching me. Time for a show...

Lifting my hands up, I shifted my weight so it was was mostly on my knees that were on either side of Jack's hips. After a few experimentally movements, I found a way to lift myself up with just my legs and slip back down over Jack. Moving my hips as I did this, I could feel my muscles tighten, thus I was tightening and untightening around Jack's dick, making him groan, nails digging into my skin.

He wasn't offering any help, not that I was asking for any. When his eyes landed back on me, I saw the blown wide pupils trailed up my body and back down. Smirking, I placed my hands on my upper, spread thighs and started dancing them upwards, til they got to my hip bones and sliding back down. I repeated the action, going a little higher each time. Jack's eyes were locked onto them, following where they went.

Finally I cupped my own breasts, tweaking the nipples until they were hard, and continued to play with them. Jack licked his lips, looking like he wanted to lean up and suck them himself so bad. I eventually left them, trailing my hands to tangle my fingers in my hair and tossing my head back with a cry when I found my own g-spot on Jack's dick, riding him faster.

“Jack,” I moaned out, still moving my whole body, touching my neck, my breasts, anything really of my torso. “Fucking....oh God...”

Jack was whining, and I felt his hips start to move up to mine. I looked back down to find his eyes closed, clearly feeling like he's seen enough for now. This gave me an idea to surprise him. Pulling off his hands, his eyes opened right as I lifted myself of his dick. Complaining happened immediately.

“Fuck, no. Ember I was f- holy shit.”

I had turned around and sunk back down on him, now facing away and continued riding him like a naughty cowgirl. Jack seemed to like this, hands returning to hold me and moving up faster. I liked having this new control, turning Jack on to the point he couldn't be bothered sit quietly and watch anymore. I focused all my energy on moving on his dick, making sure it felt amazing for both of us. One of Jack's hands moved to squeeze my ass, humming in approval while I let out a small moan from the feeling.

“So hot...” Jack grunted out. “My perfect girl.”
“God...” I whimpered. “I'm...getting close.”
“New position?”

I wasn't sure if he could tell how I nodded desperately, but next thing I knew, Jack somehow managed to topple me over, getting me on my hands and knees while pulling out to kneel behind me. Grabbing my waist, he pulled me back right as he thrusted back in. I screamed, leaning my torso down and pushing my ass back as Jack continued to go faster. I reached forward with one hand to grip the sheets, just needing something to hold as small sparks of pleasure shot through my body.

Jack's hand covered in, lacing our fingers together and squeezing as his thrusts started to go at a sporadic pace. Biting my lip, I knew we were both so close that it practically hurt. When Jack's free hand went to stroke my clit, I lost it crying out and moaning prayers as my orgasm washed through me. Half-way through it, Jack leaned down to bite on the back of my neck, growling and cumming right after me. We moved until both our highs were gone, and when Jack pulled out of my, I just collapsed onto the bed.

“Are you okay?” Jack asked, chuckling a little.
“I'm going to be sore tomorrow.” I shrugged and turned around making grabby hands till Jack laid on top of me.

He was situated between my legs, head on my chest and started combing through his sweaty and tangled hair. He smiled up at me after a few moment, leaning up to share a kiss. I smiled into it, pulling him closer. The music up front was still going, and I wondered what time it was now. Jack seemed to read my mind and sat back up reaching for his pants and digging out his phone.

“It's only about midnight, but we should go to bed.” he said. “Which means getting up and getting dressed.”
“Do it for me.” I complained, sitting up anyway. “Wanna bet everyone will be hungover tomorrow?”
“Are you asking for morning sex?”
“Maybe.” I smiled cheekily and Jack tossed one of his shirts at me to wear while he tugged some clean boxers on himself.
“Maybe.” He repeated, getting back into bed.

We laid down facing each other, Jack's arms wrapped around my waist, one hand tracing up and down my spine. I had my own around him as well, face nuzzling under his jaw. Jack stared humming a little right as I started to feel sleepy. Snuggling a little closer, I mumbled out quietly.

“I'm really glad to be back, I love you.” I felt Jack smile, and tighten his arms.
“I love you too.”

My eyes slipped shut after that, happiness spreading throughout me.