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It took Jared a little while to realize
something was off. Sara had greeted him just as he’d imagined, naked and in
bed. The lights were off, but she’d scattered a few candles around the bedroom,
the ambiance romantic. He could barely see her, however, when he took his
clothes off and slid underneath the covers.

He reached for her, his lips finding hers
almost straight away, her soft moan echoing deep within his chest.
I’m home
,
he thought, relaxing for the first time in hours.

Her small palms glided over his back and up
into his too-long hair, her nails dragging across the sensitive skin of his
nape. It brought goosebumps to his skin and he attacked her lower lip, biting
it until she tugged his head back.

“Jared… God, I missed you.” She leaned up
and kissed him some more, wrapping her arms and legs around him, clinging to
him until her body was pressed so tightly against him he could feel how ready
she was.

Before he could push her on her back so he
could pay homage to her lovely tits, she forced him to lie down. And then she
climbed on top of him. He groaned.

She smiled. “My turn!”

“I’m ready to explode, babe.”

“That’s really too bad, but don’t worry.
You can explode right in my mouth and I’ll drink it all up.”

He groaned again, clasping his hands around
the back of her head as she slid down his body, paying attention to every inch
of skin she could find. She licked and sucked his nipples, turning them into
hard points.

He tried to stay still as she moved farther
down, following his happy trail to his cock, already pointing upward. He was
hard and so fucking ready he could probably shoot his load right there and
then. But no, he had to control himself. He wanted to feel her tongue on his
balls, feel her lips stretch around his dick. “Fuck!”

She took him in her mouth then, farther
than she’d ever taken him, even that first night together. She choked and
pulled back, but was already sucking him back the next second.
She’s really
going all out
, he thought, feeling faint. Shit, he had to hold on! It was a
good thing he could barely see her, otherwise just the sight of her naked body
would have him overheating.

He couldn’t wait to get his hands on her.
He was going to pinch her nipples into submission. He would push her on her
hands and knees too and take her like that, his hand on her pussy as he rammed
in and out of her. Oh yeah…

“Sara!” he called out as he felt himself
start to lose it. Come spurted deep inside her mouth, but she did as promised.
She drank him dry, even going as far as licking his balls after she pulled his
cock out of her mouth.

He could barely talk when she plopped down
beside him and snuggled against his side. He automatically looped his arm
around her shoulders and tried to focus once more. He’d had a plan, after all.
Shit,
what is it again?

“Welcome back,” she murmured.

He couldn’t help but smile. “God, I love
you.”

“Love you too.” She kissed his biceps
softly. “Missed you.”

“Tell me about it,” he said as he moved to
his side. “I couldn’t wait to be back. Right here.” He slid his hand up her
stomach, frowning when he felt her suck it in. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she quickly answered. “How was
the hike?”

“Fine. How was work?”

“Fine.”

Silence ensued, the atmosphere suddenly a
lot different. He blinked in the darkness and wondered what was going on, why
things felt almost…weird. “I like the candles, baby, but I missed watching
you,” he finally said, resting his face on her small tits. “Especially these.”
He circled one areola with a fingertip, so close he could hear her heartbeat
accelerate.

“Really?” she whispered above him.

“I love watching you. I spent all last
night torturing myself with images of you in the shower. I imagined you getting
yourself off, and boy, was it hot.”

She stilled under him for a second. “You
want to watch me masturbate?”

His dick twitched as if it was getting
ready for a second round. Already? “Oh yeah. Nothing’s sexier than watching a
woman come. And watching you make yourself come… Baby, I think I’d die happy
after that.”

She shook her head as if she thought he was
nuts. So he was utterly shocked when she added, “Fine, but only if I can watch
you do it too.”

Seriously?
His cock nearly fully hard, he looked up. “Is that a deal?”

He couldn’t see her eyes, but he did notice
her bite her lower lip. The gesture made him yearn to be the one doing that to
her. He was pushing up on his hands when she answered, “Deal.”

He groaned and took her mouth for another
kiss.

Maybe she’d been wrong, Sara mused as she
watched Jared slip out of bed. He was a dark figure until he reached the switch
and bright lights appeared overhead. She hid her face behind her crossed arms
and groaned, “Jared!”

“Come on, babe. We need light, you know
that.”

“Not that bright, surely?”

“Oh yes. I want to see every little
detail.” She brought her arms down and saw him smirking at her. She shook her
head, which only seemed to amuse him. He crossed the room to blow the candles
out and was soon back on the bed with her.

“What now?” she asked as he lay down,
holding himself up on one elbow, his eyes on her.

“Now you get yourself off, honey, and I’ll
stay here and watch it all.”

“Right.” She gulped.

“Scared?”

“No.” He arched an eyebrow. “Fine, okay, so
maybe a little.”

“It’s just me, baby.” He reached for her
and clasped her hand. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. You
know that, right?”

“Yes. Sure.” She did know that. But she’d
also told herself, promised herself, she’d reinvent herself so she fit his
ideal better. She might as well start now, right? “Okay. I can do this,” she
said, more to herself than anything else.

Taking a deep breath, she leaned back down and
closed her eyes. She imagined their last time together, how amazing he’d made
her feel, how aroused she’d been when he’d slid into her. He was so good for
her ego too, she thought. He always made sure to comment on her body, but only
positively, praising her breasts, her hair, anything and everything really. She
did love him so much.

Thinking about Jared and nearly forgetting
he was in the room with her, Sara brought her hands to her breasts and tweaked
her nipples. She pinched them too, not letting go until the pressure became too
much.

Moaning a little under her breath, she kept
one hand on her breasts and slid the other down. She widened her legs and
nearly opened her eyes when she heard his approving groan. Remembering where
he’d been lying, she realized he now had a perfect view of her pussy.

The idea aroused her so much she was
already wet when her fingers slipped between her thighs. It felt weird to be
touching herself when she hadn’t had to masturbate in weeks. They’d had so much
sex since their first weekend together that she’d been too well-loved to even
play with herself. Considering she’d been doing it nearly once a day over the
past six months, that was saying something.

When she’d told Jared she’d been watching
movies and buying toys, it was for a good reason. She’d been so horny, one
touch of his fingers in that parking lot had made her come. She should have
felt bad about that, but really, she’d been relieved.

She slid her finger along an inner lip,
barely brushing her clit before pushing it up to the first knuckle inside her.
It felt so small in comparison to his cock! She slowly took it out and used the
juices she’d gathered to coat her hard nub, the muscles in her thighs
tightening in reaction.

“That’s so fucking hot, baby. I can’t wait
to get my hands on you,” Jared murmured, his voice gravelly with need.

Sara opened her eyes then and focused on
him. He was still lying on his side, but now he was holding his cock with his
other hand, his thumb slowly circling the seeping head.
Oh yum!

She pressed her feet flat on the mattress
and raised her hips, giving him an even better view as her left hand slid from
her breast, tracing her side and hip all the way down to her pussy…and her ass.
She let one fingertip tickle her rose, the crinkled skin feeling somewhat
strange under her touch. Her insides clenched in reaction, however, and she
knew she was getting close. “Jared?”

“Yes, honey?”

“Can I come?”

He stilled. “Are you asking for my
permission?” His cock twitched in his hand and she knew he loved that idea.
Pleased with herself, she nodded. “Fuck yeah. Make yourself come. I want you to
scream my name when you come all over your fingers.”

She applied more pressure against her clit,
the circles she’d been drawing all over her pussy suddenly more concentrated, a
lot more forceful too. “Ooh!”

The bed dipped near her feet and she looked
up just in time to see him move closer to her. He held himself up on his spread
hands so his face was hovering right over her knees. “Put three fingers in your
pussy. Do it!”

She’d never heard him speak like this
before. There was something in the tone of his voice that sent shivers down her
spine. She did as ordered, pushing three fingers inside her at the same time.
It still wasn’t the same as with his cock, but it felt good anyway.

“How does it feel?” Jared asked.

“Hot. Wet.”

“Fuck. Squeeze them tight, as if it was me
fucking you.”

“Oh!”

“What is it?”

“I… I’m… Ahhhh!” Her head snapped back, her
orgasm surprising her with its intensity. Usually when she masturbated, she came
every time, but they were smallish orgasms. They felt good, but she forgot
about them straight away. This one, though, was all-encompassing.

She closed her eyes and fell back against
the pillows. Her fingers slipped out of her and were immediately clasped in a
hard grip. She jerked, but only had the strength to watch as Jared brought her
hand to his lips and licked it clean of her juices. He hummed happily as he
sucked her fingers into his mouth, her pussy clenching again in reaction.
“God.”

“You taste so good,” he mumbled against her
skin.

She was smiling when she pushed herself up
on her elbows. “Is it my turn to watch now?”

He shook his head no. “Not tonight, honey.
I need to fuck you now.” True to his word, he grabbed her shoulders and pulled
her up, forcing her to turn around so she was on her hands and knees.
“Perfect,” he said as he patted her ass. “Grab the headboard, Sara. I think
this is going to be rough.”

Rough?
“But
I thought it—” He thrust into her so hard she nearly fell face first into the
pillows. Clasping the wooden headboard with both hands, she arched her back and
focused on the feel of him so hard inside her. “Jared?”

“I’m sorry, baby. I’ll make it up to you
later, but watching you touch yourself was just fucking unbelievable. I need to
do this, okay?”

“Okay,” she replied, realizing she’d made
him lose control.

She was grinning by the time her second
orgasm hit, so close after the first one it brought aftershocks that lasted a
good minute. Her body was still jerking when Jared let out a roar and dug his
fingers into her soft hips. It hurt and yet she knew he wasn’t aware of what he
was doing. When he leaned down, his body covering hers, and bit the spot where
her shoulder met her neck, she gasped in shock, but he was already coming.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled minutes later,
dropping a soft kiss on the bruise now decorating her pale skin. “I don’t know
what came over me.”

Sara assured him it was fine, that he’d
just lost control. Secretly though, she loved it. He’d marked her, and it might
not have been very feminist of her, but she relished the hickey for what it
was.

Lust. Love. And everything in between.

Chapter Five

Sara had decided to up her new walking
regime. The more she thought about what her mother had said, the more she
realized she was right. She’d let herself go over the past year. A bit of
comfort-eating here and there, together with the sheer unwillingness to cook
for only herself. After all, what was the point? It’d been so much easier
buying pre-packaged food and eating it in front of the TV.

Now it was a pleasure to feed Jared though.
She grinned as she watched him get seconds from the homemade lasagna she’d
cooked earlier. He burned so many calories every day, he seemed perpetually
hungry. She wished she was the same, but she still had no idea why he loved
hiking so much. Even with her iPod blaring in her ears, she struggled every
morning to get out of the house and start walking. It was just so damn…boring.

Sure, she was outside and there was nature
everywhere. Singing birds. Falling leaves. Glistening rocks.
Whoopi doo!
She rolled her eyes at her own thoughts. She sounded like a bad infomercial.