"I need a cold one myself." And the words were out of his mouth before he could think about it first.
"Ok, well see you inside then." She finished folding up the sleeping bags and was gone. Jade made his way in and commenced in taking his very, very cold shower. He remembered how she had tasted last night and again he tried to shake it off but couldn’t.
Without an ounce of restraint left in his body, he gripped his cock and began squeezing it up and down quickly. He didn’t want it to last this time, he had no reason for it to last, and besides the urgency of getting off was overpowering any restraint he had.
He closed his eyes imagining her mouth gripping and sucking his cock. He imagined how beautiful she would look on her knees in front of him, his hands gripping her hair as he fucked her mouth.
With record timing he came hard crying out her name as if she was really there. He leaned his head against the shower wall taking in the moment. “Damn Jade, desperate much?” He laughed. Maybe he was coming at this all wrong. Maybe what she needed was not the gentle Jade, but the Jade that lived inside of him that he had been trying to hide from her.
He stood there thinking about it and settled on it. That was exactly what she needed. Of course she was going to have doubt. She was nervous. With good cause. After what she had been through he now realized it wasn’t the fear of being with him, it was how she would react. He was going to have to get in touch with his inner self fighting to come out and take away her choice. Only then would she realize it wasn’t like she had been through. But so much more.
When he was finished he went downstairs and could smell what Sara was doing. She was cooking breakfast. It smelled delightful.
"Are you hungry?"
"After last night, starving." He couldn't help but let a grin show as he poured his cup of coffee.
"Are you sure nothing happened last night? I mean, you would tell me right?" Sara questioned
Jade suspiciously.
"Nothing happened Sara. You would have remembered; if it had. Do you regret it?" Jade
flashed a smile that told Sara that he was neither boasting about his gifts nor exaggerating them either.
“No!” She didn’t look at him. She couldn’t look at him. If she did would he know that she was lying? Not that she wanted to make love with Jade and not be able to remember it but she did want to
She had to make herself forget about it so, Sara didn't think any more about it. It was almost that easy for her. After all, there wasn’t anything stuck in her mind to make her remember anything, needless to say dwell on anything. She grabbed her last piece of toast and finished it off.
"Do you mind if I do some exercises in the study?"
"Exercising, if its exercising you want we could,,,,,,” Jade hesitated and then decided for the safer of his answers. “No nevermind, go ahead." Jade had to stop himself. He had to get last night out of his mind before he said something he or she would regret. Sara wondered what he was going to say but didn't question it either. She went off and it wasn't long he could here classical music playing.
"What the hell kind of exercising is she doing in there?" The curiosity got the best of him and he had to go look. When he opened the door, he was shocked.
"What the hell do you call that?" Sara stopped what she was doing, and turned to him.
"We civilized city people call it ballet. While you were off learning the fox trot, I was learning how to dance and look graceful while I do it."
"Oh, I see, the fox trot huh?"
"Yes, that's right, you heard me right. I didn't think I had stuttered." Sara allowed a grin that was almost egging him on.
"Huh, we'll then. Let's just see about that."
Jade walked to the stereo and changed CD playing. "Hey, I was using that."
"Hey yourself, I'm about to show you what kind of dancing I do." The music began to play and Jade walked up to Sara.
"It does however require a partner."
"Show me what you got there big boy." Sara’s daring voice ended with Jade’s reply.
"Oh, I can show you big boy." The look alone in his eyes made Sara beginto blush, the heat found her cheeks so quickly she didn't have time to hide them. Jade grabbed her and started moving and wondered why she was willing to dance with him now and not at the party. She moved with him.
At first she was stunned, she had never danced like this. She was beginning to enjoy it though. She found herself stumbling along the way. She could at times feel his feet beneath hers. He however never missed a beat. It wasn't long and with his body so close to hers, she was beginning to feel his rhythm in more ways than one.
He held his hand at her waist tight. She could feel his body and every movement it made. She was beginning to learn how well he could move it when he chose to. He spun her around the room, gripping her waist at different strengths at time. She enjoyed the way his hand felt on her waist, the way he demanded her body to move without even saying a word and the way her body responded to his demands.
He gripped her other hand with his and raised them up and over her head, bending her arms at the elbows. She was in this position given no choice but to follow. She liked it. She enjoyed every last beat of it. When the song ended, Sara kindly thanked him for the dance and started to walk away.
"Where are you going? I'm not done yet. You wanna see what kind of dancing us uncivilized people do, let’s see your kind do this." The music began to play again and as if he knew what song was coming on next, he grabbed her pulling her close. He moved his hips with the music and she found herself moving hers in return.
The music that played wasn’t something Sara had ever heard before. It was like music you would hear in a movie. The kind where the guy gets the girl and then the movie ends. She liked it. There was a since of calming that the music brought her as Jade brought her nerves to full focus.
There was something about the way his body felt up next to her that made her feel safe, warm, tingly, heated, and something she didn't know about yet, but it was beginning to drive her crazy in lust. She felt it when he had kissed her and knew that it was him causing her to feel this way but didn't quite understand how he could do it without much effort.
Letting go of her waist but still holding her hand, he pushed her back, dipping her in a half circle pattern and then pulled her back to him again, her small tender body came rushing back up against his and she felt something she hadn't yet felt.
She knew what was happening and she found herself wanting this to happen. She wanted it bad. It didn't matter where they were, it didn't matter what her past had left her with, and all she knew was that she wanted him more now than ever. She wanted him to make the burning, the lust, the tingles all of it, she wanted it gone by him.
He turned her and then back to his body she came. He moved his hips into her. "Follow me." Sara was beginning to feel her rhythm go out the door. Her knees were beginning to twitch, she was stepping on his toes, breathing heavy and unsteady, her heart felt as if it was about to break through her chest. Just as she had found his rhythm, she couldn't keep it together long enough to show it.
He continued to sway his hips from side to side, almost as if he was grinding himself into her and she did her best to follow, the only following she really wanted to do at this point was him to his room or hers.
When the music ended, this time she didn't let go so quickly, he knew exactly what he was doing. He stared into her eyes and watched as a myriad of emotions danced within them and again was quite pleased by himself. He had learned exactly what it was that made her want him so. And he intended to use it against her.
It was almost as if he was watching her non-life existence sizzle back to life. And he was going to daringly breach all the barriers that stood between them.
He leaned his head down to her lips and skimming them slightly, he could feel her body tense beneath his hands, and then he moved to her ear, brushing it gently. "Let's see your people do that."
Sara couldn't believe it. He had
hooked her. That whole show was on purpose. Is that what he really wanted to do? Because she knew how to fight fire with fire. "I get it now. More now than ever. If it’s a fight you want big boy, then a fight is what you’ll get."
Jade didn't quite know what she meant by that but he could tell by the way she walked out of the room and allowed her hips to sway, this would be one fight he wanted to last. "Oh, by the way today we do things my way. You might need to put on some shorts, and you won't need anything else." And then she was gone.
She raced up the stairs hunting for her bathing suit. "Not the pink one damn it, he's done seen that one."
"Why not the pink one, I like it." She froze in the same position. She was bent over in her suit case back to him. "Too bad it’s not what you’re wearing right now." And before she could move he had his hands on her hips pulling her backside into his ever hardened groin. The feeling of his elongated manhood had her both scared and aroused at the same time. "Today might be your way but first we finish my way."
And before she could utter words of hesitancy she was swaying with him, still bent over, he was moving her in a way she had never experienced before, but she liked every bit of what she was feeling. She could feel him push himself into her harder and move in a circular motion with her. Driving her crazy with each move. Making her body burn with desire.
She stood and went to turn, but he wouldn't allow it. Her small frame was nowhere near a match for his body of loving, hot, scorching muscle that was seeking her affirmation of existence.
He slid his hands down from her shoulders to her hands and back up to her shoulders still moving his body as he had before, only this time, she was following him move for move. His touch was leaving her wanting him desperately. A touch that was coaxing her body to do more, so much more.
Never missing a beat of music that only played in their head, he slid his hands to her waist, and tugged at her shirt until it was off over her head. She could only speak one word. "Jade." She whimpered.
"We are just dancing, so dance." She felt her body wanting to move more against him and again she tried to turn around and again he wouldn't allow it. His hands left her body long enough to remove his shirt, then they found her wrists, she could feel his chest against her bare back and chills shot through her like a bolt of lightning striking its target.
He folded her hands up and across her chest, and continued to press his hardened groin against her buttock. Swaying from side to side. He moved his head to her neck and only allowed his breath to touch it. He was quite amazed as the presence of goose bumps were appearing everywhere.
Then moving from one side of her neck to the other, he was intending on winning the fight as she called it. And it looked as though the first point was his.
"Jade." She whispered his name sounding more as though a plea for his touch. A plea for the fire that had been ignited to be extinguished. A desperate cry for his help in relieving the aching burn she felt between her legs.
"Tell me, what is it Sara, tell me what you want?" Sara couldn't speak the words, only feel what her body wanted. His touch, she wanted his touch right here, right now, she yearned for it.
"Jade, I,,,I,,,I" Sara couldn't say it. She wanted to, but couldn’t make the words come out of her
mouth.
"You what?"
"I,,,"
Jade turned her to face him, staring at her. "Say it, tell me you want me. Tell me you want me to slowly slide the clothes from your body. Tell me you want me to caress every inch of you. Tell me when I have found all of your tender spots you want my tongue to retrace the steps my hands had taken. To kiss your nipples, taste every inch of your body. Kiss and suck you between your legs. Tell me Sara, what do you want?" She couldn't speak, she tried but when her mouth opened no words came out. He pressed his lips to hers and teased her with his tongue.
"Do you want to know what I want?"
"Yes." She sighed.
“I want to do something badly." The heat in his eyes made her think this was finally happening.
"What?" She begged for his answer.
"I want to ,,,,,,,,, go swimming." And Jade let go and was out of room. That son of a bitch. How could he do all that and just walk away?
Sara couldn't help but to smile, she knew she had egged this on and she wasn't going to lose. She continued to search until she found it. She put it on and then went walking down. When she hit the bottom of the stairs, she didn't see him.
"Where the hell is that man?"
"Who me?" She again could feel his breath on her neck.
"Yeah you. Are you ready?"
"Never been more ready. Right now?"
"Yes, right now." She dropped the small tie she had around her waist. She walked out to the patio. The view she was leaving was quite disturbing. To Jades loins anyways. She had on a solid black bikini and even if she tried to readjust the back side of this one, it was meant to show it off.
"What the hell?" Jade couldn't help but to let her score. After all, she definitely earned it with her show and tell parade.
She entered the shallow end of the pool. Jade however chose to dive right in. Sara didn't have that option considering she couldn't swim. She gave Jade a look and with one finger signaled him to her. He obeyed just like a dog in heat on a lead rope. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his neck, then the other side of his neck.
"You want to know what I want, Jade."
"Mmm?" He groaned out deep and throaty more than speaking.
"I want to,,,,,, " Her tongue slowly licked over her lips.
"Tell me."
"I want to learn to swim." She belted out in laughter and yet he knew she had scored yet again. "Really, that is all you say after all of this? You’re going to the death of me yet. I don’t know how much more of this charade I can take before I bend you over the side of this pool and make you scream my name. I want you Sara. I know you want me to."
After several long deep breaths she was able to pull herself back together and get back to the game they were playing. "You wanted to know." There was something that was almost seductive in her tone when she said those words. He laughed and dunked his head. But he came up he had a hold of her waist and was pulling her towards the deeper end. He could feel her nervousness grow.
"You wanted this. Just hold on to me." When he got to where they could no longer touch she hadn't even noticed. She was lost in his deep baby blues. Arms wrapped around his neck loosely.
"It would be some help to me, well if you could kick your feet just a little." Sara then realized they were near the other end of the pool, she gripped a hold of his neck tight.
"I said kick your feet not choke me until I pass out and we both drown." Sara loosened her grip and did as she was told. "Don't just kick them use your feet to move the water."
"I can feel it like they are pushing the water out of the way."
"You got it. Now let one hand go free and do the same with it."
Sara hesitated momentarily. "I'm right here, I won't let you drown. Trust me Sara." There was something about this man that made her weak in the knees and to do whatever he commanded. Sara followed the next few steps and low and behold she was swimming. She was so excited.
He could tell with the way she was going from the edge of the pool to him and then back. When she had finally tired, she went to the shallow end of the pool. Jade met her there and sat next to her on the steps.
"Sara this isn't any of my business but are you really ok? I mean, you know, after everything
you have been through. I worry about you."
"I wasn't. I was losing myself and everything in me at an alarming rate. I didn’t really know how bad it had gotten until I snapped out of it."
"What changed? When you got here you stayed locked up, and now you’re so full of life and
spirited. And at the dance, you wouldn’t dance with me until I forced you to."
"You did. I don't know how you did it. But you did. I can’t explain it Jade. Sometimes I
feel
like everything in the world doesn’t matter. Then other times, I can’t get it out of my head. As far as the dance, the only time I feel alive is when I am around you. I don’t want to grow accustomed to it. Eventually you won’t be around. I don’t want to become dependent on you. Does that make sense to you?"
Jade felt really good about himself in that moment. “I know what you mean.” So good in that moment, if he didn't get up and away from her, he didn't know if he would be able to stop what he wanted to start. "Well I hate to cut 'your way' short, but I have chores to do." Jade stood and walked in the house.
Sara sat there thinking about him. She knew exactly what it was. She was falling in love with him. But what if he didn't feel the same way? What if it is just because he is the first man that she wanted to touch her? Her mind drifted from that to the past. She looked down at the visible scar from the bullet. She remembered what it felt like for that second until she lost consciousness.
"Hey, we don't have all day. If you want to get back to your way again, I suggest you change." Jade was standing there in his levis, his boots and a t-shirt in hand.
"You should really work more without your shirt on." Sara didn't mean to say what she was thinking. It just happened. She jumped up and grabbed her towel and tried to walk by quickly but he grabbed her elbow stopping her.
His touch alone was enough to cause her breathing to increase at an alarming rate. She really didn’t know how that was possible when her heart would stop dead in its tracks anytime Jade was close to her much less when he touched her.
"You shouldn't wear that swim suit in front of me. It takes every ounce of man in me to keep from touching every inch of you right here, right now." Sara felt dangerously close to the edge. She wanted to say touch me but she held it back and nodded her head in agreement instead.
She met him at the barn and knew it was best to give this fight a break before something happened that they may both wish they could take back later. They finished tending to the animals. It was still early. There were feelings that were stirring in both of them. But these were not sexual feelings so to speak. A deep, much more than attraction, it was love.
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