"Oh...oh, God...God, Logan, ohhh..." he gasped, thrusting orward and rocking back against Logans thrusts. Sweat prickled along his shoulders and back and beaded at his hiarline. Babbling nonsense until the words gave way to primal grunts, he felt it coming. Coming fast. And then he rocked with the force of it and spilled in Logan's hand. Breathing hard, Jack managed to open his eyes and look at the window again, wondering if anyone was out there.
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Date: 2009-12-10 01:05 am (UTC)