Vacation: All He Ever Wanted

A/N: I am so sorry that it took so long. I got sick and was basically throwing up for three days. It sucked. But I\'ve literally been working on this for the past five hours, and I\'m finally satisfied with this version.

Starts from Jason\'s POV because it just seemed better that way. Thanks a WHOLE BUNCH to my reviewers, I felt really guilty reading the reviews while I was sick but the reviews pushed me to write fast once I got better. I made this chapter extra long to make up for the wait.

~*~ Jason\'s POV ~*~

The moment we got back to the cabin Savvy jumped out of the car and ran inside. I gripped the steering wheel in my hands and stared at the dashboard for a minute. She was so upset, and I had to admit it was my fault. She\'d nearly crushed my foot in the grocery store. \'Accidentally\' ran over it with the shopping cart, after it was completely full. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair.

I\'d been slapped before, but I\'d never been stupid enough to put something heavy and mobile in a woman\'s hands when she was angry with me. Why was I treating Savvy different? Normally I\'d have rushed in after her and thrown her on the bed. Now I was just sitting in the car and scared to go inside. I didn\'t want to make her cry.

God, why did I even think that I might make her cry? Why did I care? It was nothing that couldn\'t be solved through make-up sex. Sighing again, I unbuckled my seatbelt and slid out of the car. As many groceries as I could manage piled in my arms, I went inside, kicking the door open; Savvy hadn\'t shut it all the way. She wasn\'t in the kitchen, and I almost went upstairs before panicking and going back outside. My excuse was that we had frozen things in the car.

The clothes had to come in, too. I even put the lingerie into the laundry before going to look for Savannah. It was kind of ridiculous. I didn\'t have to be scared of her. If I really wanted to, I could break the girl\'s arm. There wasn\'t any way she\'d be able to hurt me -- so what was I so scared of? I\'d never been afraid when my girlfriends had gotten mad at me before. Then I grit my teeth. Savvy and I weren\'t dating… she was just a fuck. I had to remember that.

She was in the living room, curled up on the couch. The lights weren\'t on, and she\'d kicked her shoes off and stuffed her socks into them. I blinked a few times, getting used to the dim light from the television. I swallowed hard and took a deep breath. This was going to be fun. I walked over to the couch and put my hand on Savvy\'s shoulder. She jerked away from me almost immediately. \"Savvy, I said I was sorry--\" I murmured.

She glared at me and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. \"I don\'t want to talk about it,\" she said, laying back down. She\'d undone the first few buttons on her shirt, and I couldn\'t help but stare at the glimpse of her breasts for a minute. She must\'ve felt my gaze because she grabbed a small pillow and hugged it to her chest.

\"Please, Savvy,\" I begged. I reluctantly looked away from her chest and sat on the arm of the couch. \"Let\'s go for a walk,\" I said. I touched her hair and she didn\'t pull away, so I let my hand stroke the side of her face. \"It\'s starting to snow… it\'d be nice to see it together,\" I murmured. It\'d be nice if she\'d just relax and get over it.

Huffing, she reached up and pushed my hand off her. \"I\'d rather not,\" she said, keeping her eyes focused on the TV.

\"What about a bath?\" I asked, sliding my hand over her back. She shivered and I smirked to myself, gently rubbing the outlines of her shoulder blades. She was tense. \"Wouldn\'t you like it if I washed your hair?\" I asked, pulling her scrunchie out of her hair. She was silent for a minute while I ran my fingers through the long locks. I could see her shoulders relaxing under her shirt, and she hugged her pillow a little less tightly. I wanted to kiss her but I thought it might be pushing it at the moment. The slender slope of her neck was inviting, though.

Her response was half-hearted and weak. \"Not really,\" she said, tracing a circle in the fabric of the pillow. I gave her a minute to think some more, and then leaned over and kissed her cheek. I\'d have to get her to move to get access to her mouth… which I could glimpse was pursed into a pout.

\"Savvy, you\'re perfect,\" I breathed in her ear. She shivered again. I flicked her earlobe with my tongue and gently ran it along the rim, then blew on the wet skin. She made a tiny choking sound in the back of her throat. Smiling, I locked my lips over her earlobe and gently sucked; she seemed to like that and relaxed. And then I said something stupid and she tensed right back up again. \"I don\'t care if you can\'t have kids.\"

Her fingers were on my chin, pushing my mouth away from her. \"Don\'t care?\" she asked, glaring at me. I winced. Even in the soft light from the television, her eyes were furious. \"Is that why you kept asking me why I\'m sterile?\" she demanded. I ran my hand through my hair, and my palm was sweaty. I\'d never said sterile. Never said it…

She was waiting for me to respond. \"I was scared,\" I finally said. I reached down and started rubbing her shoulders, a little frustrated that her muscles were taut again. I didn\'t have this kind of trouble with women. There had to be something wrong with Savannah. \"What if you\'d been raped?\" I asked, kissing the top of her head.

Her eyes closed. \"I\'m a virgin, Jason,\" she said. She sat up and crossed her legs underneath her. I slipped off the arm of the couch and onto the seat next to her. She sniffed but didn\'t stop me from continuing the massage. \"Thanks for having so much faith in my word,\" she muttered.

I smiled. Her body betrayed her. She was relaxed, and her head rolled back in enjoyment from the massage. \"Rape victims sometimes lie about what happened to them. I was scared,\" I said, inhaling the scent of her hair. I was scared I wouldn\'t be her first. …I needed to be her first. For some strange reason, I knew I\'d snap if it turned out she\'d lied about her virginity. Being the one to open up her sexuality was very important to me. I was being possessive, but I didn\'t care. Seeing her with Cherry had been okay… but I wasn\'t ready to see her or imagine her with another man.

\"No,\" she said, looking down. Her hair parted to reveal the back of her neck. I resisted the urge to lean forward and kiss her, just at the top of her spine. \"You were scared I had an STD and you\'d get it,\" she mumbled.

\"I never said--\"

\"You didn\'t have to,\" she said. Shaking my head, I slid my hands under her arms and forward, cupping the sides of her breasts in my palms. Make-up sex was at the front of my mind.

~*~ Savannah\'s POV ~*~

His hands rotated and moved in and out, while I trembled. The first coherent thought I\'d had since the condom thing entered my mind, and it was entirely lust filled and wild. I bit down on my lip and leaned into Jason\'s chest. He adjusted his arms a bit and pinched both my nipples. I put my hands behind me, on his thighs, while he twisted my nipples and started kissing my shoulders again. It felt like he was kneeling behind me, not sitting.

I took a few deep breaths. He was being true to form, and his massage -- though nice -- was a little rough. My mind floated back to The Bath, and the replayed memories made me flush. I swallowed hard and tried to relax, but I couldn\'t make the sudden tautness between my legs go away. \"You\'re not really angry at me, Savvy,\" he said softly. His hands slid forward a little more and he started unbuttoning my shirt.

\"Yes--yes I am,\" I protested, shaking my head. But my voice wasn\'t angry at all. It was barely audible, but Jason had his chin resting on my shoulder, so he heard it. It was pathetic, really. Even while I was trying to be angry at him -- and he deserved it -- I was squeezing my thighs together to increase the pressure on my clit. I would not reach down and fondle myself with Jason watching. That would be humiliating. But, God, did I really want to. I whimpered a bit and bit the inside of my cheek. My shirt was hanging open now and Jason was sliding it off my arms.

\"No, you\'re not,\" he said. He kissed a spot between my shoulder blades that made me shudder. I took my hands off his thighs and put them on my own, sliding my thumbs discreetly up against my center. \"I\'ll be right back,\" he murmured in my ear. I heard his footsteps as he walked out of the room.

Glancing over my shoulder to make sure he was really gone, I angled my thumbs inward and leaned onto them. The pressure wasn\'t much but it was something. Scared Jason was going to walk back in, I tried to hide what I was doing by keeping my hips still and just pushing my thumbs into my jeans and moving them up and down. If he came in it would look like I was just sitting with my hands on my thighs. Unfortunately that did almost nothing, other than make me even hotter and want Jason in me even more. I kept trying, though. Even after a few minutes, it didn\'t work. I gave up and sighed.

I want him in me? I thought, going over my line of thinking. He\'s been such a jerk… he did say he was sorry though… am I ready for this? Does he even want to do this? Well he did suggest buying condoms… I shook my head and gulped. Arguing with myself was not going to help this situation.

The gas logs in the fireplace turning on scared me out of my skin. I jumped a couple inches in the air and spun around. Jason was standing shirtless in the doorway, a glass bottle in his hand. He set a remote down on the arm of the couch and I realized it must\'ve activated the fireplace. Smiling, Jason pulled the cork out of the bottle and poured a golden liquid into both his palms. He set the bottle down and sat next to me. When his hands touched my back, they were wet and warm. I shuddered. Oil… he\'s using oil… he finally got his way…

He pushed the straps of my bra down my shoulders to expose my breasts. \"Doesn\'t this feel good?\" he asked. Once again, his fingers started kneading my breasts, but this time it was… much more intense. The oil was hot and when Jason pressed his chest against my back, I realized he\'d smeared it on himself too. \"Do you really hate this?\" he asked. I was confused until he kissed the back of my neck.

\"Don\'t,\" I mumbled.

\"Not putting up much of a fight,\" he whispered against my skin. He started sucking on my neck and nipped at my skin when I tried to pull away. His hands, in the meantime, moved onto better things. One started working the fly of my jeans, and the other unclipped my bra. I had to admit I was impressed, it was difficult for me to unhook my bra with one hand. \"Stand up,\" he ordered, gently biting my neck again. I grit my teeth to keep from slapping him. He stood next to the couch and stared at me for a minute. When I didn\'t move, he grabbed my chin. \"Stand up, Savannah. And do what I tell you from now on,\" he hissed.

\"And if I don\'t?\" I asked, not really hearing him.

He chuckled and ran his thumb over my jaw line. \"Would you like me to be gentle?\" he asked, brushing my hair away from my face. I gaped at him. I\'d have slapped him… but I\'d fantasized about this too many times to do anything to discourage him. \"Do what I say and I\'ll be as gentle as possible, I promise,\" he said. I stood up, my knees weak. Guessing what he wanted, I started to wiggle out of my jeans. Jason grabbed my hands and pulled them into the air. \"Don\'t do anything I don\'t tell you to,\" he snapped. I whimpered and he instantly looked guilty. \"I should\'ve talked to you before…\" he sighed and shook his head. He let go of my hands, but I kept them in the air. The corner of his mouth twitched but he suppressed any other traces of a smile. \"It\'s okay. Take your jeans off, Savvy.\"

My hands were steady now. It was easy, now, because it fit the scripts I\'d imagined for us so many times. This was real, of course, not fantasy… but I still felt like nothing unexpected would happen. Like Jason wouldn\'t hurt me. I trusted him. For some insane reason, I trusted him, when I probably shouldn\'t have. I knew he constantly had a train of women coming in and out of his bedroom, my comment about his harem was based in fact. But there wasn\'t anyone else in the house right then. We were alone… and his eyes were for me only.

I used one hand to push my jeans down, and the other to caress my legs as the denim got closer to my ankles. When I stepped out of the jeans, my hand was rubbing my outer thigh. Jason smiled at me. \"I want to see you naked, Savvy,\" he said. \"Now.\" Apparently I didn\'t move fast enough for him. He reached out and tore the side of my panties. They fell to the floor, while Jason slid his hand between my legs and caressed my cunt. \"Mmm… you\'re wet. I\'m beginning to think you really are addicted to me,\" he said. He pulled his hand back and the firelight flickered off his wet fingers. He licked one and shuddered. \"Turn the TV off,\" he ordered, his hand moving down to his jeans.

The TV was next to the fireplace, but not enough light fell on it to show the words above the buttons. It took a minute of experimentation to figure out which one was the power button. I turned around to see that Jason had taken his jeans and boxers off. My eyes flicked up to his, and I stayed on my knees, waiting for his next command. He was still soft, I felt ashamed that nothing we\'d done had excited him. I guess I wished just seeing me naked would excite him. But he was into deeper thrills than that.

Not many people can gracefully sit down on the floor, but Jason managed to. He laid on his back and propped himself up with his elbows, legs extended in my direction. \"Straddle my legs,\" he said softly, eyes still focused on mine. In the firelight they were darker than their normal blue crystal. I crawled forward and he laughed. \"Nice touch,\" he murmured, watching me swing my leg over his. He\'d said his legs, not higher, so I rested my ass on his knees, figuring that was close enough. \"Is the fire too hot?\" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

\"Um… no, not really,\" I said, nervously sliding my fingers into my hair. I used one hand to lift it off my neck and braced myself on Jason\'s leg with the other.

\"No, not really?\" he mocked, grinning. I let my eyes shift down to his chest. His nipples were hard; my mind instantly wondered what they\'d feel like to my tongue. \"Come on, Savvy, give me a straight answer. Are you too hot?\" he asked. He was laying alongside the couch and now reached behind its corner and pulled a bowl into view. It was filled with water, ice cubes floating in it.

\"It\'s… it\'s a little warm,\" I said, staring at the bowl. He must\'ve brought it in when he left to get the oil, and took his shirt off. What was he going to use it for? It was weird, but I considered it and decided I was sort of thirsty; I wouldn\'t mind a drink. Of course, that\'s not at all what Jason had in mind for me.

He dipped his fingers into the bowl and extracted a single ice cube. Before the fire could melt it, he leaned forward and pushed it onto my clit. I gasped, my fingers digging into Jason\'s leg. My other hand lowered from my hair and pressed higher up on his leg, my thumb brushing his still soft cock. He smirked and rubbed the ice cube over my clit. The sudden cold had an unexpected reaction: I could feel myself contracting. It melted after a few seconds though.

Jason took another ice cube out of the bowl and repeated the action. I was ready for it; this time I savored the feeling of cold against my flesh. It was unlike anything I\'d felt before; before everything had always been hot. The ice was no less searing, but it was a completely different experience. \"You like?\" Jason asked, his finger sliding over my folds when the second ice cube melted. I nodded wordlessly, my throat too dry to speak.

Again, his hand went to the bowl, but this time his fingers collected two ice cubes. He brought them back to my center, sitting up at the same time. With one hand he pulled the lips of my pussy apart, and with the other… he pushed the two ice cubes into me. I cried out and shuddered, unable to form a coherent word. Jason, smiling, extended his fingers, pushing the ice cubes deep into me, sliding them back and forth with the tip of his finger. When those had melted, he withdrew his finger and licked it. \"Think you can handle three?\" he asked.

His voice implied he was doubtful of it himself. I glared at him, my face burning. Just because I was a virgin didn\'t mean I was any different than his other girlfriends. \"I think I can handle four,\" I said. And even if it was a little tight… they\'d melt and make more room for themselves.

For a second, he just stared at me. \"Fine,\" he said, looking back at the bowl. He pulled it closer to us and palmed four ice cubes, still looking doubtful. I lifted off his legs to make it easier. He put his hand between my thighs and pushed upward, using his thumb to slide the ice into my hole. He watched my face closely, thumb hovering outside my folds.

I was just as good as his other girlfriends, wasn\'t I? The incident with Cherry had convinced me… I wasn\'t any less than them just because I was a virgin. Frustrated, I grabbed Jason\'s wrist and shoved his thumb into me. Quite simply, he was shocked. The contrast of his warm thumb and the freezing ice made my angry words die in my throat, and I closed my eyes to absorb the feeling. I didn\'t care about orgasm; I just wanted the cold/hot sensation to last. But the ice had to melt.

Sighing, I looked longingly at the bowl. Jason laughed. \"Damn, Savvy, you\'re just full of surprises,\" he murmured, shaking his head. I reached up and stroked his hair, just wanting to feel the black strands on my skin. He moved his head over a little and kissed my wrist. My hand wandered to the back of his neck and stayed there. \"Surprise me,\" he said, smiling. \"Take an ice cube and surprise me.\"

Staring at him, I thought for a minute, suddenly feeling unsure. In all my fantasies, he\'d been the one in control. He\'d been the one in charge, telling me what to do, taking action. I wasn\'t sure what to do now, so my brain went back to my erotica. What would the heroines do in this situation? Jason\'s chest was inviting, but rubbing an ice cube over his nipples was neither original or surprising. I bit my lip and thought for another second, then pressed my palms flat against his chest and made him lie down again.

He spoke while I dipped my fingers into the bowl, a shiver going up my arm at the touch of cold water. \"That thing you did yesterday,\" he said, voice full and vibrant, \"taking my shirt off like that… that was nice. Did you really get that idea from a book?\" he asked. He moved his hands off his stomach and rested them on my hips, sitting up slightly.

I leaned forward and pushed him back onto the floor. \"I… elaborated a little,\" I said softly, finally selecting an ice cube.

\"I never figured you for an erotica girl,\" he said, gently stroking my hips with this thumbs. \"Do you hide your books under your bed?\" he asked, laughing a little. \"I\'ve never seen them.\"

\"They\'re on my bookshelf,\" I said, adjusting myself on his legs, my hand still submerged in the ice water.

\"Really? I\'ve been in your room, I\'ve never noticed…\"

\"They, um, have fake covers,\" I admitted, picking the ice cube up. \"For the… closet fans.\" Jason smiled at that and closed his eyes. \"Stay on the floor for this, alright?\" I asked, swallowing. I\'d waited too long and the ice cube I\'d picked had melted, the last sliver falling from my fingers back into the bowl. I cursed mentally.

\"Sure thing,\" he said softly, eyes still closed.

I clasped another ice cube and picked it up. Before it could melt, I brought it between Jason\'s legs and pressed it to the head of his cock. His grip on my hips immediately tightened, and he muttered, \"Fuck, girl!\" But he didn\'t tell me to stop, so I went ahead, swirling the ice cube over the tip, palming his length with one hand so I could press the cube harder against him. When that ice cube melted I grabbed another one and used it to stroke his shaft. He muttered, \"Fuck,\" again, but his hands stayed planted on my hips and his shoulders stayed pressed to the thick rug laid over the hardwood floor. As I moved the ice cube along his shaft, I used my thumb on the head of his cock, hoping to create the cold/hot mix he\'d done in me.

That ice cube melted, too, and I moved my thumb to warm the upper side of his shaft. I picked up two more cubes and spread my fingers to slide them along the sides of his cock. He muttered a couple more obscenities but didn\'t move a muscle…well, a few. He started to harden, making my task a lot easier. Two fingers warmed the sides of his cock while I used one more ice cube on the underside. When that one was half melted, I pushed it up until it brushed the patch of skin between his cock and balls… and pressed it into the flesh, hard. His fingers dug into my hips and he came, startling me. It had happened before… but seeing the white stuff on my skin was startling.

My hands stilled, and Jason took that as a cue I was done. He sat up, still hard, his eyes darker than before. \"You\'re making it really hard to believe you\'re a virgin, Savvy,\" he growled.

\"You wanted me to surprise you,\" I whispered, holding back tears. I\'d made him angry? He wasn\'t pleased? I looked at the fire and crossed my arms over my chest, hiding my nipples and a little of my breasts from him. \"I\'m sorry,\" I said. I blinked rapidly to keep water from spilling out of the corners of my eyes.

He sighed. \"No… don\'t be,\" he said, relaxing his grip on me. \"You didn\'t do anything wrong. You did just as I asked.\" He was silent for a moment and then sat up the rest of the way. He pulled my arms down and locked them around his waist. Swallowing, he said in a stiff voice, \"Thank you,\" and kissed me. After shivering at the pressure I opened my mouth and ran my tongue over his lips, paying attention to the corners of his mouth. \"I\'m guessing this means you\'re not angry at me anymore?\" he asked, looking at the fire.

That made me blush. I ducked my head and gulped. \"No.\"

\"Good,\" he said softly.

My legs relaxed a little and my knees touched the rug; my legs were on either side of his, I was sitting in his lap now. I swallowed hard and glanced down. His erection was waning, almost gone. \"Jason…\" I mumbled, reaching down to stroke it back to life. He \'hmmed?\', still looking at the fire. \"Do you want…\" I faltered. But he wasn\'t moving things forward, and I was scared he\'d go to bed without… doing more. \"Do you want… to be inside me?\" I asked, feeling like I was speaking from a bad porn script.

\"What?\" he asked, his head swiveling. \"I don\'t think I heard you right.\"

I blushed and kept stroking his cock. The blood had drained out of it, but it looked like I was coaxing it back. \"Do you want… I mean… would you like it if we… went all the way?\" I asked, risking a glance at his eyes.

He stared at me for another minute, then stroked my hair, pushing it away from my face. The corner of his mouth twitched again, and he let it blossom into a smile. \"You\'re gorgeous, Savvy,\" he said. He tilted my chin up and kissed my throat. I closed my eyes, yelling at my reflexes. His mouth wouldn\'t hurt me, and it felt good to have his tongue darting over my neck. My hands itched but I managed to keep them occupied with his cock, which was getting hard again. \"Really, I mean it,\" he murmured against my throat. \"You\'re absolutely gorgeous. You just did something completely amazing to me, but you\'re still sweet and innocent enough that you won\'t even say \'sex.\'\" He shook his head, laughing softly. \"You\'re… you\'re amazing. Let\'s fuck,\" he said, smirking.

Yes, let\'s, part of me thought. I put my hands on his shoulders and smiled nervously. \"Seriously, though,\" he said, sighing. \"You\'re a virgin. You have to know… this will hurt for a little. And you\'re going to be sore tomorrow.\"

I leaned forward, pressing my breasts into his chest. \"I don\'t care,\" I whispered in his ear. He made a little satisfied noise and I ran my tongue over the rim of his ear. \"I want you…\" I said softly, feeling a little giddy. He shivered at that. It made me feel good; but not adventurous enough to say what I really wanted to: I love you. He moved to adjust himself but I moved quicker, sliding myself onto him before he could point himself at the right spot.

It didn\'t work right away; to my great embarrassment I had to move around a bit before the head matched up with my hole. I swallowed and told myself it was okay, it had felt good to have his tip sliding around my folds anyway. Jason locked eyes with me and I let my hips down, pushing him into me. The feeling made me yelp, and I buried my face in his shoulder for a second. My breathing sped up and my heart rate skyrocketed. \"Does it hurt?\" he asked, voice full of worry. I shook my head and said no but he wasn\'t comforted. He asked again and I admitted that it did, a little.

\"Just…hold still…\" I asked, shivering. I\'d never had anything this big inside me before. And my walls were still a little cold from the ice… having Jason\'s hot cock to tug at was making my head spin a bit. He hadn\'t been lying when he\'d said he was big. He felt huge, and I knew that sitting on top of him only made it possible for him to go deeper. \"Just… hold still,\" I said again. \"Let me get used to it for a minute.\" The Kegels I\'d been doing for the past year had better pay off.

He watched me for a second. \"No, you\'re not ready for this. We\'ll try again later,\" he said. He started to push me off.

\"No!\" I yelled, shoving him onto the floor. His eyes got big and he stared at me, shocked, as I pressed his shoulders into the thick white rug. I glanced down at where we connected and nearly started to cry: a drop of blood had leaked out from between us and gotten onto the rug. I was suddenly terrified of staining it; it had to be expensive. But Jason called my attention back to him.

\"Savvy, I don\'t want to hurt you, and I\'m afraid I am,\" he said. \"I promise, we\'ll try again in a little bit. Your body will be more ready for it then,\" he said, shaking his head. He squirmed a bit and tried to get out from under me.

\"No,\" I said, leaning all my wait on my hands. His shoulders stayed down. \"Please…\" I whispered. Tears were dripping down my face, splatting on Jason\'s firm stomach, but I didn\'t feel embarrassed. I just didn\'t want him to stop this. It really didn\'t hurt that badly. It hurt, but not that badly. \"Please,\" I said, curling my fingers around his shoulders. \"I… I need you inside me,\" I choked, closing my eyes. \"Don\'t make me stop,\" I pleaded. I\'d wanted this for so long, he couldn\'t make me stop now. I really did need him inside me. My shoulders were shaking and tears were flowing over my cheeks at the thought of him stopping this. I\'d waited and hoped for so long…

He sat back up and kissed my cheek. \"Shush,\" he said, his voice cracking. \"I can\'t stand to see you cry.\" He reached up and rubbed the tears off my face. I sniffed, took a few deep breaths, and the tears stopped. \"Put your legs around me,\" he said. I lifted my legs and locked them around his waist, moving my arms higher up. \"God, you\'re tight,\" he muttered. I smiled and thought of my Kegels. \"Mmm… hold still,\" he said. \"I\'ll put you on your back…\"

\"No,\" I murmured, kissing him. I grabbed at his lower lip and sucked on it for a second. \"I like this… you can go deeper,\" I said, nuzzling his neck. I stretched my arms and pulled him closer to me, pressing my breasts tight against his chest. He reached between us and gently caressed my curves, making me shiver.

\"Move your hips, then,\" he said. And I did. Slowly, at first, to get used to the feeling of him moving in and out. Then faster, although it was a little difficult. It\'d probably have been easier if he laid down, but I liked having his chest rubbing against mine. Jason moaned lowly, startling me for a second. I hesitated and then shifted the way my hips moved, going around in circles while still pushing him in and out. When the circles brought us closest, my swollen clit brushed against his skin, making me shudder. After a while, the sensation was so tempting that I crashed our pelvises together, not caring that it hurt a little to have him so deep. It took me a minute to realize I was moaning, and I instantly stopped, feeling stupid. \"What?\" Jason asked, panicked.

\"I just… I felt dumb, making all that noise,\" I whispered.

He shook his head. \"Don\'t. It was nice…\" his voice trailed off and his hands moved to my shoulders. \"I want to be on top of you,\" he said, meeting my eyes. The look on his face made me nod. I moved my legs while he pushed me down onto the rug, keeping his cock inside me the whole time. He straddled me, and I pulled him down so we could kiss. He chuckled and let me, using the opportunity to open his mouth wide enough to suck on both my lips. When I opened my own mouth and pushed my tongue against his, he gently started rocking his hips.

Oh, I thought, a shudder running through me. Jason was using one hand to support himself and the other to play with my clit. My own hands moved under a subconscious order to knead my breasts. I writhed under Jason while I pinched and slapped my nipples, bucking my hips to drive him deeper. I ground my teeth the whole time to hide that it was hurting again. The pleasure made the pain worth it.

Jason drove his fingertip hard against my clit at the same time as he pushed his entire length into me. I screamed, startling us both, and shuddered badly several times as I came. \"Jason,\" I whispered, shivering as the aftershocks washed over me. He smirked, pushed hard one last time, and came again himself, yelling even louder than I had.

He pulled out of me, all the way, and fell down on the rug next to me. I didn\'t mind; I was exhausted. I didn\'t think I could take anymore, though I wouldn\'t have stopped him if he wanted to keep going. I was breathing hard, my breaths shallow, and he pressed his hand against my chest. His breaths were deep and slow. \"Calm down,\" he ordered, kissing my forehead. \"Take a few deep breaths,\" he said. I bit down on my lip and inhaled as deeply as I could, then exhaled in a rush. Jason smiled. The next exhale was slower, and I shivered and wiggled closer to him.

\"That was wonderful,\" I said, giggling.

Jason stroked the side of my face. \"I\'m glad you enjoyed it,\" he said. \"It was wonderful for me, too,\" he murmured, kissing my temple. He put his arm around me and indulged me for a few minutes; we just lay there cuddling. After a while, though, he started to get restless and sat up. He took a deep breath and looked around the room. I watched him, feeling blissful, until he did a double-take at something. \"You bled…\" he murmured, sounding incredulous.

\"I\'m sorry,\" I said, pushing my forehead into the carpet. I put my arms over my head and shuddered, wishing that the fire was hotter. The room grew cold as I thought about how badly the carpet must be stained. As soft was it was, it had to have cost a fortune. \"I\'m sorry, I\'ll pay to have it cleaned,\" I said, sniffing. I\'d forgotten.

\"You\'re insane,\" Jason said. \"I don\'t care about the rug. I care about you,\" he said. He gently helped me stand up, and I thought about that. My insides felt shivery. He cared about me… he cared about me. \"Let\'s clean you up,\" he said, kissing my neck. I didn\'t even mind; I needed to know that he wasn\'t angry at me. He carefully picked me up and carried me up the stairs to the bathroom. He didn\'t bother running the shower or the bath, he just wet a washcloth and cleaned the little bit of blood I\'d spent off me. He dried me off and walked me down to the guest room. \"Do you want to put something on?\" he asked.

\"No,\" I mumbled, crawling onto the bed. I yawned and Jason stroked my hair. \"Jason?\" I asked, closing my eyes.

He tucked the sheet around my curves and kissed me, his mouth lingering on my lips for a minute. \"Sure,\" he said. He didn\'t bother getting dressed; and used the heavier blanket to cover us both. I felt him drape a leg over both of mine and turned so I was facing him.

I put my arms around his shoulders. The perfect night. \"I love you,\" I whispered, my whole body relaxing as I fell asleep.

A/N: I really, really hope that was okay. Please tell me what you thought!