by R. J. Sable
“Like what you see?” He grinned smugly.
I nodded enthusiastically and took a few steps closer to wrap my arms around him.
“Much as I like you like this,” he gestured down to my underwear-clad body. “I don't think it's appropriate for dinner.”
“I can't decide what to wear,” I pouted. I hated picking clothes out and I wanted to make sure I looked good for Jason.
“You got that green dress you were wearing the first time we met?” He grinned.
I nodded and returned to my bag to fetch it. It's so sweet that he remembers what I was wearing. I pulled it on and disappeared into the bathroom to pray for hair-miracles. Sarah had tried to teach me how to French-braid my hair but I wasn't really as good as she was.
I somehow managed to braid half my hair, wrapping it around from one side to the other and leaving the rest to trail over my right shoulder. The waves in my hair were cooperating for once and I was glad to see that I didn't look like I'd just been dragged through a bush. I applied my usual bare-minimum make-up and stepped back into the bedroom to look for my heels.
“You look beautiful,” Jason smiled as his eyes travelled up and down my body. “Don't you have any high heels?”
“These are the highest I have,” I said holding up my kitten heels.
“We'll have to take you shopping,” he grinned.
“I had to fight to get these,” I frowned. “Ian and Karl said I was dressing inappropriately.”
Jason rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw but didn't comment. I appreciated it, I didn't want to sour the evening by bickering about my brothers again.
“I still want to take you shopping,” he said with a smile. “Maybe get you some new underwear as well.” He wiggled his eyebrows at me and I grinned at him.
“You can't take me shopping, I'm already in coffee debt to you,” I pouted. “And besides, I have plenty of underwear.”
“I can and I will,” he grinned cheekily. “Besides, if I take you underwear shopping I get to watch you trying it all on.”
“Perv,” I mumbled, kissing his neck. “My perv,” I added as he chuckled.
“Yours,” he murmured as he tilted his head to the side and I continued kissing further up his neck until I had to stand on my tiptoes to kiss his earlobe, sucking it into my mouth gently.
“Best stop that or we'll never make it to dinner,” he grinned, putting his hands on my shoulders and pushing me away from him gently.
Dinner was incredible. A three-course meal at the hotel restaurant with deliciously scrumptious food. Hannah and Ben shared a bottle of red wine whilst Jason and I had sparkling water.
“How long have you been vegetarian, Jamie?” Hannah asked as she finished her main course.
“As long as I can remember,” I smiled.
“How are you handling having a veggie girlfriend?” Ben grinned at Jason.
Jason blushed a little bit and it occurred to me that I'd never asked him about it before. He usually just ate whatever I was having and occasionally added some meat on the side. If Josh was cooking he ate quite a lot of meat but when it was just the two of us he often went without.
“I don't mind,” he shrugged.
“But you love meat!” Ben laughed.
“I'm getting used to veggie food,” Jason shrugged, looking a little uncomfortable.
“I don't mind cooking meat for you, you know that, right?” I said, squeezing his knee gently under the table.
“Feels mean to make you,” Jason shrugged.
“I always make meat for my brothers when it's my turn to cook,” I smiled. “I tried making a three bean casserole for them once, they almost rioted.”
I chuckled at the memory. It was fair enough, they were all pretty active and loved their meat. Ian and Karl both ate more in a day than I could in a week, especially after they came back from a training course or operations.
I was pretty full after my main course but the desserts sounded delicious. I wasn't sure I could eat a whole one though. Jason offered to share one with me and I accepted. I grinned as he held the spoon out for me and the delicious cheesecake met my taste buds.
“It feels like we've done this already today,” I whispered so that only he could hear.
“It was much more fun without the cutlery,” he answered, his eyes lighting up.
After dinner, which the boys had insisted on paying for, we had coffee in the parlour around a real log fire. At ten o'clock we hugged the others good night and made our way back to our respective rooms.
“Jason, today was amazing, thank you so much.” I hugged him as he slid the key card into the door.
“The day's not over yet,” he smirked, opening the door and motioning for me to step inside.
I kept my eyes on him for a second, wondering what he meant, but then turned to go inside. Oh my God. Every inch of the room was covered with candles and a warm vanilla scent filled my nostrils.
“Jason,” I breathed, blown away by the sight of it.
“You like it?” He smiled nervously.
“It's perfect!” I squealed, turning to hug him tightly.
It was perfect, especially considering what I was intending to do that night. Jason looked happy as he pulled me into him, kissing me with an overwhelming tenderness as he held me against him, his hands on the small of my back.
“I love you,” he breathed as he rested his forehead on mine.
“I love you too,” I smiled, slipping my hands into his back pockets.
We stood like that for a few minutes in silence, rocking gently from side to side as if we were involved in a private waltz.
“Jason,” I whispered, opening my eyes and pulling back so I could look up at him.
“Yes, my little squirrel?” He grinned.
Now or never. I took a deep breath. I was sure of what I wanted but wasn't sure how to ask Jason.
“I want you,” I breathed, staring into his eyes.
“You want me?” He frowned slightly.
I nodded and could feel my cheeks heating up, but refused to let it deter me. I kept my eyes on his.
“What do you mean?” He grinned suddenly.
He knew exactly what I meant. I could see it in his eyes. He was doing what Jason did best and trying to make me blush further.
“You know what I mean,” I pouted at him and looked down, undoing the buttons of his waistcoat slowly.
“I want to hear you say it, baby,” he smiled confidently.
I ignored him and carried on unbuttoning his waistcoat, sliding it off his shoulders and putting it on top if the suitcase. I returned and began the same process with his shirt, placing a kiss on his torso underneath each button I opened.
When I had him half naked, I began to unbutton his trousers but he stopped me, taking my hands in his.
“Tell me what you want, Jamie,” he commanded.
“I want you to make love to me,” I blushed, glancing up at him.
I saw him grin broadly before he pulled me into him and kissed me passionately, causing the muscles deep within me to tighten.
“Are you sure?” He asked, his eyes searching mine.
“I've never been more sure of anything in my life,” I nodded, meeting his gaze.
Jason smiled, his eyes alight and determined. He stepped away from me and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“In that case,” he grinned, motioning for me to stay put. “You best step out of that dress.”
I blushed further but reached back and undid the zip and began peeling my dress off of me.
“Slowly,” he ordered.
His low, seductive tones only served to increase the delicious tensing inside of me. Trying my best not to be my usual clumsy self and fall over in my heels, I slid the dress slowly down my body. I somehow managed it and stepped out of the dress, standing before Jason in only my heels and underwear. He motioned me closer and I walked over to him, standing between his legs.
“So beautiful,” he breathed as he trailed hi
s hands down my arms and onto my thighs. He reached behind me and undid my bra, sliding it off of my arms and dropping it to the floor. He leant forwards, kissing me between my breasts before taking each nipple in his mouth in turn, causing me to groan and arch my back towards him.
Slipping his hands into the band of my thong, he rolled it down my legs, caressing me as he did so. He helped me to step out of them and trailed his fingers up the backs of my legs before cupping my cheeks and squeezing gently. He stood up, lifting me with him, before lowering me down onto the bed on my back. Taking my left hand, he began trailing kisses from my palm down to my inner elbow, stopping as he reached my breast. He took the other hand and repeated the same process, this time continuing to trace kisses around both my breasts and down to my navel.
I was beyond aroused. Each kiss sent a new wave of tingles through me and increased the pressure building inside me. I was having trouble preventing myself from grinding against his leg between mine. He sat up and pulled my foot against this chest, unstrapping my shoe and kissing the instep of my foot. I groaned as he grazed the sensitive skin with his teeth and began his delightful kissing once more on my ankle, continuing up towards the apex of my thighs. He stopped as his cheek brushed against my sex, beginning the process again on my other foot. When he reached the top and stopped again I almost groaned with frustration.
“No begging, okay?” Jason grinned as he lifted himself over me and kissed my neck behind my ear.
I nodded, I'd long since lost the ability to speak. It was impossible to form a coherent string of words whilst his tongue flicked over my earlobe, his teeth nibbling gently.
Jason chuckled but pulled away from me, sitting back on his heels between my legs and pushing gently on my thighs so I had to spread them further apart. He shuffled off the bed and slipped out of the rest of his clothes, taking his erection in hand.
“Jason,” I said cautiously, sitting up as realisation dawned. “There's no way it's going to fit.” I blushed furiously and Jason laughed softly as he knelt back between my legs and brushed my stomach gently with his fingers.
“It'll fit baby, I promise,” he soothed.
“Will it hurt?” I asked, suddenly a little worried.
“It might hurt a bit at first, I'll do my best to be gentle, but the pain will fade quickly,” he nodded.
I was grateful he was being honest and I trusted him entirely. I lay back down on the bed and let him position my legs once more. I groaned and pushed down with my hips as he slipped one finger inside me.
Jason tutted gently, but he was smiling. I knew he was dying to castigate me for not keeping still but he resisted the temptation. I was already so close to climax from Jason's delightful kissing that it didn't take long before I came apart in his hands. He let me rest a few seconds but it wasn't long before I felt him slip a second finger inside me, immediately beginning a quick rhythm, stretching my walls and rebuilding the tension which had just escaped my body.
He lifted my right leg up onto his shoulder and kissed my ankle gently as he continued rotating his fingers inside me. Just as I was about to burst for the second time Jason slowed his fingers and waited for my breathing to slow. He lowered my foot back down to the mattress and pulled my legs even further apart.
“This might hurt a little, baby, but trust me, okay?” He said gently, his spare hand tracing gentle circles against my clit.
I nodded and grabbed handfuls of the sheet to brace myself against. I felt Jason shift his fingers slightly and winced as I realised he was trying to slip a third finger inside me. He began putting more pressure on my clit and the discomfort quickly turned to pleasure. The tension built once more and his third finger slipped inside me and I groaned at the feeling of fullness. I felt completely stretched, full to the very limit of my capacity. It created an intense knot inside of me as he began slowly easing his fingers in and out of me in time to my uncontrollable, writhing hips. I burst around him, collapsing onto the bed, the sheet still grasped in my hands.
“Are you okay?” Jason asked as he slowly eased his fingers out of me.
I nodded and murmured a half answer as I came down from my orgasm.
I saw Jason grin as he slipped off the bed and went to fetch something from his bag. He came back with a foil packet and I cursed myself inwardly. I can't believe I didn't think about contraception. At least Jason was prepared. Had he been expecting sex? I didn't have time to think it over as he kneeled on the bed between my legs once more.
“Are you sure you're ready, Jamie?” Jason asked again, his tone serious. “There's no rush.”
“I'm sure, Jason,” I managed, desperate to experience him inside of me, to make myself his.
He searched my eyes a second longer before ripping open the foil packet and sliding the condom over his impressive erection. I can't believe that's going to fit inside me. I took a breath as Jason positioned himself over me, resting on one elbow. He held his erection in one hand and rubbed the tip up and down my slit, spreading the moisture. I groaned at the feel of his warmth against mine.
He held my gaze as he pressed against me slightly. He blinked once before I felt him push his tip inside me slowly. I gasped as my muscles clenched around him. This is it. He lowered himself over me, onto both arms, and kissed me. As his lips pulled away, I felt him push in one swift movement and I cried out as I felt a sharp pinching inside of me. Jason stilled and waited for me to open my eyes again.
“Are you okay? Did it hurt too much?” He asked, his voice laden with concern.
“I'm okay,” I breathed. “It's just so big.”
I saw him grin before he answered. “It's not all in yet, baby.”
My eyes widened. I already felt so full, I could feel every inch of my insides stretched around the heat of his erection. There's no way I can take any more.
“Don't worry,” he soothed, kissing my neck, his uncanny inability to read my mind not surprising me at all. He began withdrawing ever so slowly and I groaned as the pain subsided a little and the stretched feeling starting turning pleasant. He withdrew all the way so that just the tip of his penis was in me before pushing down again, further this time. I groaned again and my hips responded to the unknown sensations by gyrating against him. I'm so full.
“Almost there baby,” he breathed against my ear.
I nodded, moving my hands to his biceps and holding them tightly. He withdrew once more and this time I heard him moan as he slammed back into me. I felt his balls slap against me as he sank himself up to the hilt. It hurt for a second as my body adjusted to his sheer size. Jason stayed still on top of me until my hips resumed their gyrating. I can feel him all the way inside of me. The sensation of two linked souls physically becoming one was almost as overwhelming as the pleasure rocking through my core.
He began pushing himself in and out of me, gently, slowly. My body became gradually more acclimated to the feel of him. This is incredible. I couldn't get over the immense pressure inside me, the feeling of being so full and the astonishing sensations it caused. I groaned loudly as Jason quickened his pace, pulsing in and out of me. He stopped just as I was reaching my climax and I ground myself against him, desperate for my release.
“Stay still, Jamie,” Jason said firmly, but I was unable to do as he asked. My body needed to feel him so badly. “Jamie,” he managed through clenched teeth, his voice thick with need. He knelt back and held my hips firmly in his hands, forcing me to remain still. “If you don't stay still this is gonna be over far quicker than you'll want it to be.”
“Oh,” I blushed as I realised why he wanted me to stay still.
“Oh,” he mocked, nodding at me with a grin.
He cupped my breasts and began kneading them, teasing my nipples with his thumb and forefinger. A groan escaped my lips and I arched into his hands, craving more of their magic caresses.
Jason lowered himself over me again and began slowly pumping in and out of me once more. I wrapped my arms around his back, feeling his muscles tense a
nd release as he moved above me. I pulled myself against him, matching his movements as I neared my climax
“Oh, God!” I cried out as he changed his rhythm, switching from quick even thrusts to a slow, deep rhythm.
“Come for me, Jamie,” Jason grunted in-between thrusts.
I felt my muscles tighten around him as he suddenly began pumping into me. Every muscle in my body clenched as pleasure exploded through me in punishing waves. As I arched closer to Jason, I felt him push into me two times in quick succession, tensing against me.
He lay on top of me, both of us still breathing heavily. Wow... that was... wow. I ran my fingers up and down Jason's back. We were both slightly sweaty but I didn't care.
“Thank you,” I murmured against his shoulder as I regained the ability to speak.
Jason leant up on his elbows and kissed me on the tip of my nose. “This time it's definitely me that should say thank you,” he grinned.
He eased out of me gently and I winced a little. It didn’t really hurt but it felt sort of uncomfortable.
“Did I hurt you?” Jason asked as he sat up and pulled the condom off.
“No,” I shook my head. “That was amazing!”
Jason's eyes lit up and he looked genuinely pleased. I guess I had nothing to compare it to but I can't imagine sex could be that good for everyone, otherwise nobody would ever leave the bedroom. Jason has more experience though, what if it wasn’t as good for him?
“I'm sorry if I wasn't any good, I'll get better, I promise. You can teach me like bef-” I garbled as I sat up, but Jason cut me off, pressing his finger to my lips.
“You're a crazy lady,” he chuckled, shaking his head at me. “Look at me.” He waited for me to meet his gaze before cupping my face in his hand and brushing my cheek gently. “That was the best sex I have ever had,” he stated emphatically.
“Jason, I-” I started.
“No arguing, baby,” he grinned. “It was incredible.”
I smiled and leant into him. “Round two?” I beamed up at him.
“Are you serious?” He chuckled.
I nodded and moved to sit across his lap.
“Aren't you sore?” He frowned, brushing a strand of hair away from my face.