It Takes a Thief – Part 42

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DISCLAIMER! This episode contains explicit sexual content. If you’re bothered by steamy sex scenes, skip this one!

Finally able to give into their desire, Taylor and Jason make love for the first time.

“God, you’re amazing,” he told her, kissing her again. His hands roved her body, exploring.

“Me? I thought it was you,” she said with a satisfied giggle.

“Now that—is the sound a woman I date would make,” he told her with a proud grin.

“Oh, is that so? Do all your women get this treatment?”

“No. That I saved just for you. Never felt that good before.”

“I bet you always say that.”

He considered a moment before replying. “Fair to say. But I never meant it before tonight.” His kiss was feather light.

He hopped over her, trotting to the bathroom to get rid of the condom. When he came back, she was half dressed.

“What are you doing?”

“I thought we were done?”

He smiled, taking her in his arms. “That time, yeah. But wouldn’t you like to do it again?” He kissed her neck. “And again?” He nibbled her ear. “And maybe, possibly…. Again?”

His hands slid under her shirt, softly cupping her breasts. Taylor shuddered.

“Stay with me, Taylor. All night. I want to make love to you over and over… and over.” He continued kissing and nibbling, removing her clothing so quickly, she hardly noticed.

He led her to the bed, sitting on the side as he fondled her body. Gently, languorously he laid her back, his hands memorizing the curves and furrows of her body. His fingers dropped between her legs, stroking her. She sighed, shuddering as she moved against his hand. He kissed her deeply, taking her mouth almost roughly with his own.

Not to be outdone, she told him what she wanted in no uncertain terms. Levering herself upward, she rolled him on his back as she straddled his thighs. His hand continued to play with her, the other joining as he used his thumbs on the most sensitive inner parts.

Taylor shuddered, sighing contentedly as he continued to massage her.
Grasping him gently, she worked her own magic, handling him in ways that made his body beg for hers. Finally, slowly, she descended over him, taking him deeply inside her as she rode him. Taylor had never made love like this before. Her other boyfriends hadn’t been experimental or adventurous. For her, this was an amazing and unique experience. Never able to express her sexual desires, she tread new ground with Jason. The fact he didn’t protest, but seemed to like her to tell him what she wanted, made her even more bold.

Jason clung to her hips, moving beneath her, rising and falling to match her speed. He continued to massage with his thumbs, knowing she liked it.

Taylor gasped with pleasure. Jason smiled when he heard it. He knew he was in the right spot. Holding her firmly, he made sure he penetrated to the right depth with the right amount of pressure to insure her delight. She bit her lip, moaning. Jason worked his hips faster, releasing his grip on her thighs. As the sensations increased, Taylor matched his speed, gasping and laughing as her body enjoyed his.

The tingle started in her belly, deep inside. Suddenly, a spark exploded inside her heralding her orgasm. Taken by surprise, she gasped sharply.

“You okay?”

“Fabulous! Oh, God! Here it comes!”

She clamped down on him, riding him hard and fast. The orgasm, when it hit, shook her body from head to foot. Her toes tingled as the waves radiated from their joined hips, slamming into her like a tsunami. It felt so good, she couldn’t speak. With each gasp, the pitch of her voice rose.

Jason couldn’t decipher the sensations filling his body. He wanted to explode, but somehow that didn’t seem like the right thing to do. Instead, he clung her, letting her rock and roll on him as hard as she wanted. When a breast came close, he suckled it. When her mouth sought his, he kissed her. It felt unimaginably good lying there with her astride him, clamping down on him like a sensual vice grip.

“Oh, God!” He yelled. “Take me deep. Deep!” He took her hips, grinding his against her.

Taylor screamed, the orgasms threatening to pound her senseless as she came in a hot rush. Jason roared as he came, his loins exploding deep inside her. Laughing, they rolled on their sides, legs and arms entwined.

“That was even better,” she said with a satisfied sigh.

“Yeah, it was.”

“Is it always that good?”

“Told you already, exceptional—you and me—together. The best.”

“It wasn’t ever this good for me before,” she admitted shyly. “You let me do things—whatever I want. No one ever did that before.”

“More fool they.” He kissed her. “Better this way, eh?”

“Much.” She nipped his lip. “Thank you.”

“What for?” He was genuinely puzzled.

“For making me feel so alive.”

“Oh, love—you make me feel like I can do anything. I could move mountains or take on a dragon or two. As long as I know you’re with me.”

“I’ll be with you forever,” she promised.

© Dellani Oakes

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