"God,
how am I so lucky to have found you?"
She moaned again as she grinded her sex against his hardened
cock. Wanting the fabric that was in the way removed. "I want you inside
me."
"You really know how to get straight to the point,
don't you?"
"Only where you’re concerned." She slipped her
arms around his neck, kissing him with all her built-up passion.
Jason grabbed the sweater she was wearing and removed it
with surprising grace, quickly following with the rest of her clothing. Unable
to resist, Taylor followed suit, desperate to see him naked and ready. Within
moments, they both sat before the fire with nothing between them, nothing to
keep them apart.
He pressed his mouth to one of her breasts, slowly kissing a
path to the next. He nibbled and bit softly as she clutched at his shoulders,
his breath hot against her skin. Jason sucked the nipple deeply into his mouth and
flicked his tongue back and forth across the tip until Taylor moaned and shuddered
beneath his hands.
Taylor arched into his mouth, her body begging for more even
as she closed her fingers around his hardened shaft. Jason ended his sensual torment
of her abruptly. He let out a groan, causing her to ache with need. She was
desperate for him to bury his cock within her.
She finally muttered, "You’re torturing me. I need
you...now!"
"I am?" he teased. He slipped his fingertips down
beyond her stomach and thrust his finger into her hungry pussy, causing her to
scream out his name. "I like having all the control."
She thrust her hips to meet his probing finger, needing more.
"You are in control, always in control. I've given you that."
"Yes, you have." He groaned as he closed his other
hand over her breast and rolled her nipple between his fingers.
Taylor paused, holding still but gazing deep into his eyes. "I
really do want to completely submit to you. I respect you, I honor
you...although, it's going to be tough to always obey you."
Jason smiled softly. "I know it will be." He
swatted her exposed bottom. "Lucky for me, I have ways of reminding you."
She let out a squeal. "Not fair! Unjust punishment."
She laughed loudly.
He laughed before shifting his gaze to the flames that
danced across the logs in the fireplace. He stopped his fondling and just
wrapped his arms tight around her, pulling her close against his chest.
"Is there something wrong?" Taylor muttered
against his embrace.
Jason gently stroked her hair, taking a moment to wrap a
curl around his finger. "Am I too demanding? I don't want you to ever feel
that I'm a bully. I worry about that."
"No. Maybe for some, but I find it endearing. I like
the feeling of being protected, cared for, and I feel safe." She snuggled
her face into the groove of his neck.
"I'll always care for you. Bringing you here made you
my responsibility. It's always going to be my job to keep you from harm."
He took a deep breath, and his grip seemed to lighten.
Taylor’s smile faded. "You seem tired all of a sudden.
Something seems off."
"I doubt sometimes if I'm making the right choices. Was
I crazy to drop everything and create an entirely different society?"
She hesitated, as if sensing the need to proceed with great
care. "Not at all. You should be proud of what you're doing. Of what
you're accomplishing. I feel honored that you've let me be part of this whole
experience."
Jason reluctantly nodded.
"In fact, I'd like to hear about your latest project.
You haven't mentioned your work in a while," she encouraged.
She watched a smile grow until it took over his entire face,
as his eyes lit up with excitement. Taylor quelled the urge to reach out and
pull him in for a kiss, just as she forced herself to smother the sexual need
boiling inside.
"I'm working hard on completing the church." He
placed a soft kiss to the top of her head. "I want you to be the first
bride to walk down the aisle."
Her breath caught and then exhaled softly, but she did not speak.
She felt as though he had just knocked the
how am I so lucky to have found you?"
She moaned again as she grinded her sex against his hardened
cock. Wanting the fabric that was in the way removed. "I want you inside
me."
"You really know how to get straight to the point,
don't you?"
"Only where you’re concerned." She slipped her
arms around his neck, kissing him with all her built-up passion.
Jason grabbed the sweater she was wearing and removed it
with surprising grace, quickly following with the rest of her clothing. Unable
to resist, Taylor followed suit, desperate to see him naked and ready. Within
moments, they both sat before the fire with nothing between them, nothing to
keep them apart.
He pressed his mouth to one of her breasts, slowly kissing a
path to the next. He nibbled and bit softly as she clutched at his shoulders,
his breath hot against her skin. Jason sucked the nipple deeply into his mouth and
flicked his tongue back and forth across the tip until Taylor moaned and shuddered
beneath his hands.
Taylor arched into his mouth, her body begging for more even
as she closed her fingers around his hardened shaft. Jason ended his sensual torment
of her abruptly. He let out a groan, causing her to ache with need. She was
desperate for him to bury his cock within her.
She finally muttered, "You’re torturing me. I need
you...now!"
"I am?" he teased. He slipped his fingertips down
beyond her stomach and thrust his finger into her hungry pussy, causing her to
scream out his name. "I like having all the control."
She thrust her hips to meet his probing finger, needing more.
"You are in control, always in control. I've given you that."
"Yes, you have." He groaned as he closed his other
hand over her breast and rolled her nipple between his fingers.
Taylor paused, holding still but gazing deep into his eyes. "I
really do want to completely submit to you. I respect you, I honor
you...although, it's going to be tough to always obey you."
Jason smiled softly. "I know it will be." He
swatted her exposed bottom. "Lucky for me, I have ways of reminding you."
She let out a squeal. "Not fair! Unjust punishment."
She laughed loudly.
He laughed before shifting his gaze to the flames that
danced across the logs in the fireplace. He stopped his fondling and just
wrapped his arms tight around her, pulling her close against his chest.
"Is there something wrong?" Taylor muttered
against his embrace.
Jason gently stroked her hair, taking a moment to wrap a
curl around his finger. "Am I too demanding? I don't want you to ever feel
that I'm a bully. I worry about that."
"No. Maybe for some, but I find it endearing. I like
the feeling of being protected, cared for, and I feel safe." She snuggled
her face into the groove of his neck.
"I'll always care for you. Bringing you here made you
my responsibility. It's always going to be my job to keep you from harm."
He took a deep breath, and his grip seemed to lighten.
Taylor’s smile faded. "You seem tired all of a sudden.
Something seems off."
"I doubt sometimes if I'm making the right choices. Was
I crazy to drop everything and create an entirely different society?"
She hesitated, as if sensing the need to proceed with great
care. "Not at all. You should be proud of what you're doing. Of what
you're accomplishing. I feel honored that you've let me be part of this whole
experience."
Jason reluctantly nodded.
"In fact, I'd like to hear about your latest project.
You haven't mentioned your work in a while," she encouraged.
She watched a smile grow until it took over his entire face,
as his eyes lit up with excitement. Taylor quelled the urge to reach out and
pull him in for a kiss, just as she forced herself to smother the sexual need
boiling inside.
"I'm working hard on completing the church." He
placed a soft kiss to the top of her head. "I want you to be the first
bride to walk down the aisle."
Her breath caught and then exhaled softly, but she did not speak.
She felt as though he had just knocked the
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