Away from the world...

[Britwitch]

"No... it's not ok. It's fantastic."
Elena sat back on her heels as he turned to face her, biting her lip with shy pride to have apparently affected him so.
"You have done so much for me, Elena, that I doubt I can ever repay you fully. No matter what happens here in this place, you have given me memories that will last me a lifetime."
As Jacob’s hand stroked her cheek, Elena’s eyes fluttered closed for a moment or two, her face tipping against his hand, simply revelling in the soft affection in the innocent stroking of his thumb. She had never felt so wanted in her entire life.

Their lips found each other and the kiss that followed completely obliterated all Elena’s memories of kisses she had shared in the past. It was almost naïve in the start, steadily but slowly growing increasingly passionate, sighs and gasps escaping now and then but no words passed between them. Her hands moved to hold his shoulders, more out of a need to hold herself up than anything else. Her head growing light as her lips made love to Jacob’s mouth. She leant closer and closer, her lips suckling, massaging and tasting his as thoroughly as they could, her mind capturing every moment.

It was simply breathtaking.
Her mouth watered at the taste of him, her tongue gently seeking his to caress. The kiss was beyond their control by this point, they were merely willing participants, their mouths acting on instincts as old as time.

When at last it stopped, Elena found herself breathless. Her lips tingled and felt as if something was…missing from them. She needed to feel Jacob’s lips against hers. Her sparkling eyes met Jacob’s, accompanied with a hazy smile.
"Elena... I have never... NEVER felt this way about another woman. You have touched something deep within me. I..."
Elena wanted to confess her own feelings mirrored his, that he had made her feel more desired in the last half an hour than she had felt ever before, but she sensed he had not finished. Waiting with baited breath for him to continue.
"Elena... I love you."

For a split second Elena couldn’t believe her ears but, to her genuine astonishment and utter delight, she felt her heart tremble with excitement at his words.
“I…well, I…” She began uncertainly, knowing what she wanted to tell him but unsure of finding the words to do her feelings justice.
“Oh Jacob…” Her face broke into a bright, wide smile as she leant forwards to press her lips happily against his to kiss him once more, her hands holding his face before she leant back.
“You know I think you may be the first person to ever say those magical words to me…” She admitted as she pulled back from the kiss but only far enough for his handsome face to come into focus once more.

“And I can honestly say, being her with you now…like this…I can not imagine anyone else ever having the effect on me that you have had…if all we ever have is the next few days I know the memories of them will last me the rest of my life and I think…no, I know…that even though it sounds crazy, if what I feel isn’t love than I genuinely don’t know what love it…Jacob, I honestly believe that I love you too…”

Elena kissed Jacob again and again, fighting against the sudden rush of emotion that rose up inside her and caught her by surprise. She had imagined saying those words to someone so many times, knowing that when she did, she would truly mean them. And in that room with him, she truly truly did.

 

[marauder13]

Jacob saw the expression on Elena's face freeze momentarily, and a chill gripped his stomach that he had indeed ruined the wonderful time they had together by speaking those fateful words.

“I…well, I… Oh Jacob…”

The smile on her face brought a warmth to Jacob that the sun could never do. He was partially surprised by the kiss Elena gave him, not really being able to react properly before she had finished. But she held his face within her hands, the soft warmth relaxing him further as he felt her affection for him.

“You know I think you may be the first person to ever say those magical words to me…”

Jacob was stunned. He couldn't imagine how someone couldn't have said that to her before. But that he was the first to say them brought a smile and tears.

“And I can honestly say, being here with you now…like this…I can not imagine anyone else ever having the effect on me that you have had…if all we ever have is the next few days I know the memories of them will last me the rest of my life and I think…no, I know…that even though it sounds crazy, if what I feel isn’t love than I genuinely don’t know what love it…Jacob, I honestly believe that I love you too…”

It felt that an enormous weight had been lifted from him as the last four words touched his ears. The tears rolled down his cheeks, but the smile was a clear testament to what those tears signified. Elena's kisses were enjoyed, and the passion he felt for her was eagerly returned every time her lips touched his.

His hand gently removed her from his face, pausing long enough to place a soft kiss on each palm before letting them go. He climbed onto the bed, giving the bed a quick survey before he guided Elena down onto the bed. With some soft chuckling, he assisted her in rolling on to her left side. Jacob laid down behind her, leaving a gap between them, carefully resting his injured arm in the gap.

His eyes wandered over her, riding each of the curves that ran from her shoulders down to her ankles. His breathing was slow, but audible in the background quiet. He brought his gaze back up her body, going slowly as if she could feel the touch of his gaze caressing her as he returned to her neck.

His hand reached out tentatively, laying the softest of of touches on the back of her shoulder before send the fingertips gliding down the gentle curve of her spine, before branching off at the hip to feel the firm muscled parts of her back as the fingers returned to the origin of their travels. The trip was repeated, but the other side of her back was traversed. For the next few minutes, his fingers lightly danced over the skin of Elena's back, simply enjoying the feel of her.

He then shifted his focus to her hip, buttocks and thighs. The same touch, the same desire to merely feel her skin on other parts of her body. He delighted at the feel of her body under his fingers, the subtle differences of firmness and softness as he passed from one place to another. Jacob closed his eyes, letting his concentration to home in on his fingertips as they started to explore whatever parts of her body they could reach. Her back, buttocks, hip, flank, arms, belly and part of her breasts all feel the touch of his fingers as they wander over her.

"Elena... we have given much pleasure and affection to each other so far... I would really like to share myself with you, my Angel. To show you how much I love you, and how important you are to me." He moved his broken arm above his head and shuffled closer so their bodies brushed each other. He moved her hair out of the way, then kissed her back, neck and shoulder. The kisses started soft brushes of lips against skin, but each kiss was firmer, longer in duration and additional actions including teeth and tongue.

"My Angel... let me love you as you deserve to be loved," Jacob placed a lingering kiss on her back, his breath washing over the spot as he pulled away. "Please, let me help you ascend to heaven once more."

 

[Britwitch]

Elena smiled as Jacob guided her to lay on the bed.
The room was silent apart from the constant hush of their breathing. For what felt like a small eternity, he did nothing as he lay behind her. In her mind she imagined his eyes moving across her body but she had to content herself with lying still and resist the urge to look back over her shoulder.
She gasped when at last his fingers touched her flesh, barely grazing the skin of her shoulder before taking an achingly slow route down her back. Elena found it hard to lay still, the feather light touch of his fingers causing delicious tingles of excitement to dance across her skin.

She smiled shyly to herself as his fingers strayed lower, gracing the backs of her thighs and her rear with the same attentions.
Elena had never been touched like this before. It was almost like adoration, worship almost. She felt more feminine than she had ever done, she was acutely aware of her body, of each inch of skin as Jacob’s fingers moved effortlessly across them.

She found herself biting her lip against a whimper as his fingers grew more adventurous, trailing across every part of her body within reach.
Elena found herself pressing her body up and against his touch, her eyes fluttering shut as his teasing fingers caused the desire within to steadily build.

"Elena... we have given much pleasure and affection to each other so far... I would really like to share myself with you, my Angel. To show you how much I love you, and how important you are to me."
Elena pressed back eagerly against him when she felt his body finally laying directly behind hers, feeling the warm of his skin against hers. Groaning as he began to kiss her shoulders and neck, her hips softly rocking back towards him in response. Letting out a soft gasp as his teeth nibbled her flesh, causing the same bolt of excitement to rush through as had happened the last time.

"My Angel... let me love you as you deserve to be loved…Please, let me help you ascend to heaven once more."
“Oh Jacob…” Elena whispered huskily, her hips rolling and causing her rounded behind to press insistently against the firm flesh of his desire. She felt needs and wants that she had only ever read about, that to feel truly complete there was only one thing to be done.

“I’ve never wanted something as much as I want to be with you right now…” Her hips movement’s punctuated her words, she shifted her body ever so slightly, changing the angle of their bodies and allowing the head of his shaft to press against her sex.
“Although I do believe I have been in heaven ever since you first kissed me…”
Elena pressed back, rubbing her aching sex against him more insistently.
“Please…please Jacob…” She whimpered, reaching back to take hold of his hand and guide it around her body to land upon her breast.
“Please…don’t leave me in heaven alone…”

 

[marauder13]

“Oh Jacob…” Her words seemed to seep into his body through every pore of his skin. They touched him all over in an instant. But the movement of her hips against him had him whimpering at the subtle teasing of her flesh against him. He thought of how nice it would be to love her there, but she was not someone he would think of doing that with.

“I’ve never wanted something as much as I want to be with you right now…”

He blushed deeply at her declaration, his head bowed against her back. Even with the knowledge of his complicity in the crimes he was guilty of, even after asking her, he felt he was unworthy of the joys she would bring him. He felt the tiny shift in her body, bringing his lips up to kiss her back as she 'kissed' him in a different place and a different way. He groaned into her back at the feel of the hot flesh caressing the tip of his shaft.

“Although I do believe I have been in heaven ever since you first kissed me…”

Her words were almost lost with the greater touch between them, as his body heard the primeval beckon of Elena's body. Jacob shuddered in desire, ached to shift his body slightly and complete their union that was shallowly avoided with each rock of her hips.

“Please…please Jacob…” Her voice flowed over him, a soothing blanket that also tensed him in ways that were so naturally right. Her hand caught his was it lay at rest, Jacob's mind too swamped to be able to control it effectively. Before he could process what had happened, his hand had come to rest on her breast. As if working by some automatic process, his hand fondled, caress, massaged and adored the part of her body in which it had been placed.

“Please…don’t leave me in heaven alone…”

"Elena, my Angel, I could never leave you alone while I am here." He gave her one last kiss on her back, and summoned all of his self control, and eased himself away from her, rolling onto his back. "Of all the times to break an arm," he chuckled lightly.

"Please, join me, my Angel." He looked on in awe as Elena rose up, and climbed over him, straddling his body easily. He sighed at the press of her heat and desire against his body. He looked up at her, gazing at her beautiful face framed by the waterfall of auburn and gold. His good hand rubbed her flank and hip, pressing hard enough to not tickle, but light enough to entice and arouse.

As hard as he ached for her, he could not bring himself to start loving her. That last vestige of his lingering doubts prevented him, a safety net against his past. The only way he would know that his Angel would want to do that with him is if she led the way. After that, he knew he would be able to love her freely.

 

[Britwitch]

"Elena, my Angel, I could never leave you alone while I am here...Of all the times to break an arm,"
Elena's smile at his kiss was still upon her face as she glanced back over her shoulder to see him shifting on the bed to lay upon his back.
"Please, join me, my Angel."
Elena was already moving towards him, desperate to feel his skin against hers once again. In a fluid movement her body was astride his, she could feel the heat and solidity of his desire pressing against her sex as she paused and looked down on him.

She leant down to kiss him, again and again, their kisses growing in intensity as she shifted her hips ever so slightly and aligned their bodies so that one small movement would start their union. She broke the kiss long enough to look into his eyes before gently pressing down with her body and feeling him start to slide inside her.
She whimpered as his size caused her a measure of discomfort that was quickly swamped by the pure pleasure at feeling him fill her as no other had.
"Oh Jacob..." She whispered throatily, rising up to sit above him with her hands resting upon his chest as she guided the remaining inches of him inside her.

Once he was as far within her as he could be Elena stopped, revelling in the sensations rushing through her body. Her eyes bright with a thousand emotions as she looked deeply into the eyes looking back up at her.
"I've never...I've never felt like this...with anyone..." She gasped, moving her body to feel him slip back and forth inside her ever so slightly, making her eyes flutter closed at the delicousness of it all. Her sex was on fire with need but she was fighting against desires to thrash on top of him and find the climax she was desperate to experience with him inside her, determined to enjoy every second of her union with Jacob.

Slowly, almost too slowly for her to bear, Elena started to rock her hips over his shaft, biting her lower lip as she drew him time and again into the tight confines of her sex. Her chest rising and falling with increasing speed as she felt her sex throbbing with the needs he was awakening within her, needs she had ignored for far too long.
Every time he slid back inside she let out a long low moan, a sound of pure pleasure that she could not have held back even if she'd tried.

After a few minutes Elena could no longer control her body's wishes and her movements started to steadily increase in their frequency and their intensity, leaning down to capture his lips with hers as she drew him deeper and deeper inside her.

 

[marauder13]

Jacob could not get enough of Elena's lips on his.

When he felt her lips part from his, Jacob groaned slightly in disappointment at the loss of her lips. The frown that started to form vanished the moment he felt Elena push back onto his manhood. His imagination paled into insignificance to the reality of what it felt like. Her body embraced his intrusion, tightly hugging his manhood as she took him in deeper. He moaned and whimpered in pleasure as his most recent dream turned into a reality.

"Oh Jacob..."

His eyes widened at the soft calling of his name, as he watched Elena sit up. He could barely keep his eyes from rolling back and denying his the most gorgeous of sights. He gazed on her face, lost in a sea of joyous sensations, ones he hoped were greater than his. He then trailed down her perfect body until he could see where they had joined. He looked back up to see her looking into his eyes.

"I've never...I've never felt like this...with anyone..."

The feel of her hands on his chest was invigorating, a barely noticed counterpoint of pleasure to the main source coming from Elena. He could feel the way her body tightly gripped him, giving him wave after wave of sensations he never thought possible. He felt her take him in deeper to the hot, wet confines of her body, feeling her encasing and holding him tightly. He moaned long and slow, the bliss washing over him as she settled upon him.

He felt her start to move, and he matched her movements without any thought. Each thrust drew forth sounds of pleasure from deep within his body that echoed through the room. He held control over his body tightly, not wanting to go to fast and deny Elena the pleasure she so rightfully deserved. His body strained against 11 years of chastity. Her own sounds of delight strained his ability to hold on, but he managed to do so for his Angel.

But then things changed, Elena's pace increased and Jacob couldn't hold himself back. He felt her luscious body press down against his moment before her lips found his. He sighed a moan as he returned her kiss with the full force of his passion. His good hand combed the hair on the back of her head, holding her in place as he started thrusting hard and fast into her. He plunged deeply into her welcoming body with each roll of his hips. The more he felt of her body, and how it was reacting to him, the more he was just a spectator in the union of their bodies. Multiple intense sensations buffeted his mind, leaving him almost senseless under the onslaught.

As he felt himself nearing his pinnacle, he tried to warn Elena about what was about to happen. But his voice was nothing more than squeaks and cries of pleasure captured by her hungry mouth. He slammed himself into her one last time, feeling himself erupt within her. His body shuddered as he broke off the kiss, valiantly trying to breathe as his body lost complete control over nearly everything. He arched himself to push as deeply into her as possible as his mind feverishly tried to figure out who he was and why was he so damned lucky to be feeling what he was.

The intensity of the physical reaction started to fade, his scattered mind reforming slowly like hurricane survivors trying to piece their lives back together again. All was dark when his eyes opened, but it was so for the best reason he could think of. His face was surrounded by a curtain of auburn and gold, staring into the most beautiful face he had ever seen.

His eyes were wide as he swallowed loudly, staring straight into Elena's eyes. He brought his breathing under control, taking huge lungfuls of air in a controlled rhythm in through his nose, out through his mouth. He felt different in that moment. Deep down in his soul, he knew he had finally been forgiven. Tears welled in his eyes, running down his cheeks, taking with them the final fragments of his tortured past. He was guilty of killing the women, but he was not the evil that did it.

"Thank you, Elena... My Angel. Thank you for healing me." He kissed her slowly, tenderly, enjoying the feel of her soft, delicious lips against his.

 

[Britwitch]

Elena cried out against Jacob’s mouth as the force of his thrusts increased, the feeling of his lips against hers, the hand holding, almost pulling, her hair all combining to overpower her. She had never felt anything close to what they were sharing and she somehow sensed this was only the beginning.

Her hands braced against the mattress, fingers curling into the sheets, as she struggled to hold herself up as wave after wave of pleasure swept over her.
Her hips had found a rhythm all their own and were acting on some unconscious command from deep within her. Matching Jacob’s powerful strokes again and again, working to draw him as deep as possible inside.

As her own orgasm turned the room into a swirling haze of muted colours and sounds where the only thing in focus was Jacob’s face beneath her own, she suddenly felt him tense and give in to his own climax. Their movements slowed, growing increasing weak until their trembling bodies could do no more.
She looked down at him, fighting the urge to cry. In the whole of her life she had never felt as loved as she did in the past few hours.

Jacob made her feel feminine, desired…beautiful. All the things a woman hopes to be thought of as being but that she had yet to be told. Elena couldn’t begin to think what she had done to deserve such attention and what mysterious force had brought the two of them together but part of her didn’t want to, worried that to analyse it would make the magic fade away.

She smiled softly as she saw tears once more leak down his face. She kissed them away, relieved to see that no more seemed to follow. There was a sense of relief on his face too as if something inside had changed.
"Thank you, Elena... My Angel. Thank you for healing me."
Elena returned his gentle kiss, shifting her body slightly to lay alongside him whilst still leaning over his chest.
“I can’t begin to tell you all the things I need to thank you for…” She whispered in between kisses. “I never thought I’d feel like this with anyone…”
They lay, basking in the afterglow of what they had shared, for sometime just kissing and smiling. Elena’s fingers occasionally strayed into his hair or across his abdomen, sighing contentedly as she rested her head upon his chest.

After a little while Elena sat up and slid off the bed, holding out her hand to Jacob,
“C’mon…I think perhaps we could do with a shower…”
Their bodies were both shining in the candlelight with sweat and she could also feel the evidence of his climax cooling on her thighs.
She led him through into the little washroom that was just off of the bedroom. It was a tiny little room, with a sink and toilet and a shower in the corner. There was no curtain and the floor was tiled so that the water would simply drain away. After closing the door behind them, she fiddled with the taps for a moment or two, the water from the boiler was scalding but Elena soon had comfortably hot water flowing down from the shower head.

It was a bit of a tight squeeze to fit both of them under the water but Elena thrilled every time Jacob’s slick flesh glanced past hers.
“I don’t want you to hurt yourself, so please, let me wash you…?” She asked softly, squeezing some showergel into her hands and starting to massage it across his chest. A rich, soft lather formed and Elena worked it across every inch of his body. Smoothing it over his stomach and back, giggling as she all but tickled him under his arms and down his sides. She pushed herself up onto her toes to work shampoo into his hair, her fingers stroking his scalp as she did so.

Steam swirled around them in the small room as Elena bathed him with every ounce of attentiveness she had inside. She manouvered them so that he was under the flow of water and watched as the bubbles slid away from his flesh, using her hands to help rinse the shampoo from his hair.

A mischievous smile curved her lips as she tipped a little more gel into her hands and moved closed.
“I think you’re almost done but I seem to have missed a spot…” Without further explanation or waiting for a response, Elena squatted down before him and began to massage his sex; working the soapy bubbles around his shaft, playfully stroking him under the guise of washing him. She dropped onto her knees, mainly to stop herself from slipping over in the water, hands massaging his balls as she looked up at him.

Deep inside, part of her thrilled at her own behaviour. She was only doing what she truly felt she wanted to do, something she had always avoided giving into in the past. Always having been painfully aware of reining in her true feelings and desires, the fear of rejection, the risk of losing everything was too great. But now, here, with Jacob, for the first time in her life Elena was doing what she wanted and absolutely loving that the person she was doing these things with seemed to want them as much as she did.

She began to rinse him, cleaning away the bubbles from his shaft and the area around his. Favouring him with a cheeky wink before leaning closer and kissing the tip ever so gently, feeling the water running down over her in the process. She kissed him again and again, a fresh hunger for him rising sharply inside her although she doubted she had the energy for another round of lovemaking so soon after their first energetic union. With a final, teasing flick of her tongue across the head, Elena leant back a little and tilted her chin upwards to meet Jacob’s gaze.
“All clean…!” She smiled, her hands resting on his thighs, water running down her chest as it flowed down over his body.

 

[marauder13]

He could only lay there, feeling almost boneless and incapable of movement. Having such a beautiful woman draped languidly beside him, using his chest as a pillow made it even more worthwhile to just remain as he was. There was no need to speak or otherwise fill the warm, blanketing silence that existed with them. All he needed to know was provided by the way Elena stayed with him. His good arm moved slowly, not wanting to break contact with the spectacular body, but still desiring to explore her very appealing contours. The kisses they shared and gave to each other were just the perfect touch. Gifts freely given from him to her, and he received each from her locking in the feelings to be remembered long after they had passed.

“C’mon…I think perhaps we could do with a shower…”

Jacob allowed himself to be swept up in the joy that radiated from Elena as she suggested their next activity. He took her hand, and followed her into the smaller room off the bedroom. In the candlelight, she seemed to glow. Her beauty was more evident to him then that it had been before. It was nothing to do with her nakedness, but more to do with that had happened in the bed, and how it made him feel.

He said nothing as he waited for her to get the shower ready. He was content to watch her move about, completely comfortable in her naked state in front of him. He was used to being naked in public. The communal showers in the prison left inmates with no sense of personal privacy, and some prisoners were not given much choice about what they exposed, and why. But at no time did Jacob think that Elena was experienced in being naked in front of other men. She was comfortable with him. That was all that mattered to him.

She pulled him under the spray, the two of them wriggling around to get the best positioning. Each delightful touch of her body caused a wave of goosebumps followed by a wave of warmth to roll through him. The way her soft, soaked skin slid over his was sensational.

“I don’t want you to hurt yourself, so please, let me wash you…?”

In the time it took him to build his response, she had already started. After that, he had no reason to object at all. His eyes fluttered closed as he concentrated on the feeling of her hands as she washed him. There was no teasing, no desire to arouse him with her actions. But it was the most wonderful feeling he ever had. He couldn't think of any other simple task that could have been such an experience as that one. Her hands were two points of contact with Heaven.

He put his trust in her guidance, still basking blindly in her attentions. He felt the water rinse him, occasionally helped by Elena's soft hands. He slowly opened his eyes, the smile one of genuine happiness as he looked at Elena's beautiful face. He caught the slight change in her expression, but his was too far gone with bliss to make the connection.

“I think you’re almost done but I seem to have missed a spot…”

"Wha- ohhhh." He couldn't tell what her motivation was, but he found himself stiffening immediately under the gentle strokes of her hand. He looked down, mostly in shock and with a touch of awe as she continued to clean him. She was down on her knees, which he assumed was to help steady her. But other thoughts started to flood his mind as to what he could do with her in that position.

'If that is what she wants, then she will start and then I can get involved. I wont violate her... or her trust. Oh GOD!'

The rinsing seemingly took no time at all, but he nearly jumped in surprise when she kissed him. Not just content to kiss his tip, she kissed him over his length, drawing soft whimpers from him as all he wanted to do was put it in her mouth and enjoy her that way. The final flick of her tongue almost caused his knees to buckle.

“All clean…!” He gazed down on her smiling face, one of his own starting to form in order to match hers. With a wiggle of his fingers, he for her to stand up.

"Your turn to be cleaned up." With a little practice, and a single grunted curse, Jacob got the gel into his good hand, and started to wash Elena. Unlike her, he didn't shy away from anywhere, but he couldn't help by play a little when he got to her breasts as well as her sex. But he did wash them as well. He used the time to get a good feel for her body. He loved it all. Every curve, every plane, every dimple, freckle and scar. By the time he was finished washing her, he too was on his knees, facing her.

He looked up at her with a wicked grin, the spray splashing over his face. He moved himself so that he was between her legs at the very apex. He pushed himself into the soft canyon of her love, his tongue diving in to seek out her pearl of pleasure. He pressed her mons as he started to lash the small hard point with his tongue. In between the frenzied oral assault, he would slow down, drawing out a long, slow swipe of his tongue across the sensitive spot. He growled his pleasure at the feel and the taste of her. He would suck the loose folds of flesh into his mouth, lightly grazing them with his teeth before letting his tongue return anew. The waterfall flowing down Elena's body blinded him to the view of her face as he loved her again. He took his cues from the way she sounded and moved. He grabbed hold of her, taking a good handful of a buttock, gripping it tightly and he hoped not too painfully. He followed all of her movements, never letting off. He continued with a single minded determination to have Elena climax. He wanted to thank her for all she gave him, and this was one way of doing that.

That, and he really wanted her to climax again. He doubted that he would ever have the chance to make a woman do that again once he left Elena and her cabin.

 

[Britwitch]

The smile Jacob favoured her with sent a thrill through her that was almost as strong as the reaction she got from his touch. Genuine appreciation, desire, joy, all shining down at her in his eyes. She obediently rose as he beckoned her upwards, quirking an eyebrow as he announced,
"Your turn to be cleaned up."
Part of Elena wanted to tell him he didn’t need to, she really didn’t want him to accidentally jar his arm and cause himself any more pain than he had already suffered but as soon as his hand touched her flesh her concerns melted away in the hot water cascading down on them.

She sighed as his hand rubbed across her shoulders and back, such gentleness coming from such a strong man was intoxicating. Elena found herself biting her lip in pure ecstacy as it drifted around to her front and massaged one breast and then the other. Blushing a little as her nipples hardened wantonly against his palm, her eyes shyly looking up into his. A gasp parting her lips as his soap covered hand slid lower still to cup and wash her sex. Her thighs parted instinctively and her hands rising to rest upon his chest, a need to steady herself building inside her as a heady moment of giddiness thrilled through her.

Her eyes were just slipping shut as she revelled in his touch when he moved, jerking her from her enjoyment with a stab of concern that he had lost his balance or was in discomfort of some kind. But she was met by a devilish grin which caused her cheeks to flush with fresh excitement as she realised he was going to return more than just the favour of washing her.
“Oh my…” Elena’s eyes rolled closed as she felt the pressure of his tongue against her clit, again and again. Her hips rolled forward against his mouth as he bestowed on her such delicious torment. Her hands fell to rest upon his head, fingers swiftly curling into his hair and alternating between pulling him closer and trying vainly to pull him away when the sensations became almost too much to bear.

She yelped as his hand snaked around to grasp her behind, holding her in place, drawing her impossibly close against his talented lips and tongue. The slap of wet hand against wet flesh echoed briefly in the small room, sending a fresh thrill up her spine. Elena found her knees beginning to grow weak and her legs wobbly as Jacob drove her ever closer to what she was sure would be another overwhelming climax.
“Jacob…Jacob, please…please…oh, oh god…” It started out as a plea to stop before one or both of them ended up falling and ended in a loud groan of pure animal lust. Her hands tugged on his hair as her clit exploded in his mouth and her entire body was swamped once more with pure, unadulterated pleasure.

Her hips ground against his mouth, body shaking and bucking, the cool tiled wall pressed against her back was the only thing keeping her on her feet. Wave after wave of her climax slammed into her, leaving her breathless and barely aware of where she was. All she knew for certain was how amazing Jacob was making her feel, again.
As the room came back into focus, the sound of the shower seeming unnaturally loud so lost had she been in her own world of pleasure.
“I…I…” She looked down hazily into Jacob’s face, eyes bright and cheeks flushed, unable to find the words to convey just how amazing he made her feel. Her eyelids fluttered as a wave of dizziness raced through her.
“You're so wonderful, I…I’m so lucky you found me…” She murmured throatily, her hand moving from his hair to stroke around the side of his face.

 

[marauder13]

Jacob inwardly smiled as Elena reached her climax. He felt the warmth of her joy wash over his chin, joining the warm waterfall that had caressed her luscious form before reaching him. He heard every word, every noise that Elena made, rejoicing in the knowledge that he was giving her something she really enjoyed. That it was not something he was forcing from her. It was so easy with Elena, to think of what he could do for her that she would enjoy. Rather than thinking of what he would make her do to have him enjoy. With her, he guided in hope of gaining what he sought, rather than forcing it from her whether she wanted it or not.

He left his tongue out, maintaining some contact while Elena initially came down from her high. His own heart was racing. He never felt this good about what he did for a woman before. He felt something nearing pride that he could make her feel as she did, with something that was simple, easy and pure. As she reclaimed control over herself, he gently removed his presence from her now sensitive body. He felt himself shivering in joy as he became fully aware of her every move as she calmed down. Elena had almost stilled herself by the time he had pulled away far enough to look up at her.

He realized he still had a firm handful of her left buttock, and he released with a slight blush. It was too close to what he did to them for his own comfort. He never wanted to hurt her the way he hurt them. He gave the flesh a light rub, before placing his hand against the wall. Through the splashes and the mist of the spray hitting his face, he saw the effect he had on Elena. Just the way she looked at him made him feel warm throughout his body.

“You're so wonderful, I…I’m so lucky you found me…”

"No," Jacob spoke softly, "I'm lucky for you finding me. Remember, I was on your doorstep, and you brought me in." He dragged himself upright, turning off the water quickly. He leaned closer to Elena, bringing his lips closer to hers. He watched the droplets of water race down her face, gliding effortlessly over her cheeks. He slowly let his lips close the distance until he felt them arrive on her soft, pillowed flesh. All he wanted to show her was tenderness through his kiss. The easy graceful movement of their lips, aided by the recent artificial rain, as they rejoiced in the tactile sensations that their lips found. Jacob also let the rest of his body softly come to rest on hers, not pinning her against the wall, but allow their bodies to enjoy a similar series of soft encounters.

Reluctantly, Jacob pushed himself back. The sea of bliss that he was floating in lasted for many seconds after the kiss ended. His eyes were bright, almost sparkling with the delight within him that he was with a most wonderful woman. He looked at the drops of water clinging jealously to her skin. He leaned over again, softly kissing her forehead where one of the larger drops loitered. Nothing compared to the taste of clean skin. His breath escaped through his nose as he removed the droplet. A few more followed with the same response from Jacob. The actions felt just right, as if it was the only thing to be done in that situation. He chased a large drop as it tried to escape its fate by dashing down her cheek. He caught it just above her jaw. All thought of removing water vanished as he was swamped by the desire to kiss her again. But her jaw and neck received the tender displays of affection. His soft moans filled the air around them as he continued to partake of the delights of her neck. When he hit a pulse point, instinct took over, and he gave her a firm bite. He knew exactly what he was doing, and the fear never showed itself.

He stood up again, looking a little sheepishly towards Elena. He started feeling like he was a teenager who was starting to get serious with a girl, who he wasn't sure how much she liked, nor how far she was willing to go with him at that time. It was also then that he could feel the air starting to cool, and the two of them were still rather wet.

"Let's get ourselves dried off, before retiring to get some much needed sleep. I..." Jacob laughed. "I know that this is going to sound rather silly, but I hope I don't appear too forward when I ask if I may share your bed with you while we sleep."

 

[Britwitch]

"No, I'm lucky for you finding me. Remember, I was on your doorstep, and you brought me in."
Elena returned his kiss with gentle, loving kisses of her own. His chest against hers. His legs against hers. Feeling as if they might simply melt into one another if they stood still long enough. Her hands rose to rest upon his shoulders, fingertips once again straying into his hair as her tongue and his danced slowly and seductively between their mouths.

As his lips moved to tenderly remove the water that beaded her face Elena let out a low happy sigh. Licking her lips to savour the taste of him as his mouth moved over her skin. The way Jacob treated her was almost beyond adoration, he was so very attentive and caring, he seemed to understand her instinctively. Know precisely where to press his lips to elicit a soft sound of delight. Know just how to stroke her skin to send shivers dancing down her spine.

She murmured his name again and again as his lips and mouth moved down from her face and across her neck and jaw, eyes closed as she surrendered to his gentle, loving assault. The bite to her neck drew a whimper from her lips and despite her exhaustion she felt her body reacting to it, her back arching and hips flexes for a fleeting moment. Her sparkling eyes followed him as he moved back in front of her, sad to no longer feel his lips upon her but slightly relieved that her body might get a brief reprieve from his delicious attentions.

"Let's get ourselves dried off, before retiring to get some much needed sleep. I... I know that this is going to sound rather silly, but I hope I don't appear too forward when I ask if I may share you bed with you while we sleep."
Elena giggled as she kissed him, a sweet playful kiss, tugging gently on his lower lip before moving away.
“Unless you’d rather we slept on the floor?” She teased, “I have no intention of being away from your side for longer than I have to, in case this wonderful dream you’ve brought me slips away…”

Elena led him back into the bedroom and took up a large soft bath towel from inside her case to dry him off. Kissing his back as she passed by, taking a deep breath of his scent, slightly changed by the fragrance of the shower gel but by no means spoiled. She dried herself off with the same towel and took a moment to dry some of the excess water from her hair.
“You get in and make yourself comfortable, I’ll go check on the fire and make sure there are no candles likely to burn the house down before morning!”

Elena quickly moved through the cottage, blowing out candles and throwing a few large logs onto the fire to keep it from burning out before the morning came.

She felt so free, it was unbelievable. Even when she’d been alone she would never have gone about naked, even moving from the shower to the bedroom she’d have wrapped herself tightly in a towel.
Jacob had given her so many wonderful gifts, not least a new found sense of confidence in herself and awareness of her own body that she hadn’t noticed was missing until now.
She felt young and beautiful, desirable. Something she’d certainly never done before, but what was more worrying, she’d never thought she should be.

Heading back into the bedroom, now considerably darker now that less light was shining through from the main room. A solitary candle flickered on the bedside table, illuminating the figure of Jacob in the bed. A broad smile curving her lips, Elena slipped beneath the sheets to lay beside his ‘good’ side. Nestling under his uninjured arm to rest against his chest and raising a leg to rest her thigh across his waist. It felt so natural, as if they’d done this for years, their bodies fitting together as if part of some grander plan or design.
“Oh Jacob, I don’t know quite how I got on before you came into my life…” She sighed, lifting her head to kiss him softly for a moment before laying back down. Her hair drying into soft curls and waves across the sheets behind her.
“As much as I hate the idea of you being in discomfort, I am glad you had your accident where you did…otherwise we might-” Her words were briefly interrupted with a yawn. “…Might never have met…”

 

[marauder13]

The relief at Elena's response was almost tangible. With everything that happened, that occurred between them, he still had moments where he thought he was still unworthy of her. He knew he was tense from the worry that she would want to sleep alone, but when that tension drained from him, he was surprised at just how tense he had been. After a dew steps towards the bedroom, he was feeling rather foolish at having the thoughts, and even more so for voicing them.

Without words, Elena dried Jacob. Along the way, she kissed his back. The feel of her lips brushing his skin made him almost melt. They were given, unasked for. There had been no hints, or subtle requests for such treatment. Elena gave it freely. That was what made all the difference to him. She gave without thought, without any desire for some form of payment. She did it because it made her happy.

“You get in and make yourself comfortable, I’ll go check on the fire and make sure there are no candles likely to burn the house down before morning!”

Jacob merely stood, gazing at Elena as she walked out the door into the main part of the cabin. The natural light from the flames of the candles worked a magic on her appearance that special effects technicians would kill to reproduce. He could have almost sworn that there was an aura surrounding her, the golden light of the Divine shining out from within. Jacob smiled as he carefully climbed into bed. He was more nervous this time than the last time, as he now had time to think about what was going to happen.

For the first time in over a decade, he was sharing a bed with someone. A female someone at that! He tried on his side, with his back to where Elena would be lying. He shook his head before he shuffled over so he would be facing her. He frowned. With some frustration, he rolled onto his back, staring at the ceiling while he tried to figure out what he would do.

'Will she want to be close? God, do I snore? Move in my sleep? Will I feel comfortable with someone so close while I sleep. Gaol is not the place to make one feel comfortable with someone lying that close.'

He heard her approach, focusing on her as she moved to join him in bed. She moved so easily, naturally. He didn't feel embarrassed or dirty minded when he looked at her. She made him feel that there was nothing wrong. In return, he didn't focus on those places on her that would scream "pervert", or similar. He simply watched as she slid into place beside him.

His rapidly beating heart started to slow as she settled against him. The action was natural, tender and affectionate. It helped banish the remnants of the irrational thoughts and feelings he had about what was occurring. He was safe with her, and she was safe with him. He was not the monster that killed the women that he was gaoled for. She had shown him immense trust, and there was something happening between them that was more significant than he expected from such a meeting and a short courtship.

“Oh Jacob, I don’t know quite how I got on before you came into my life…”

The kiss that followed was a mix of the delightfully and excitedly new. Dull of potential, passion and desire. But it was also carried out with an air of familiarity that he could easily believe that they were lovers from decades past who had shared such a kiss countless times before. But it didn't impact the slow spread of warmth that engulfed Jacob afterward.

“As much as I hate the idea of you being in discomfort, I am glad you had your accident where you did…otherwise we might… Might never have met…”

"Fate hard at work. So many things happened to bring us together, Elena." He could hear the tiredness in her voice, and feel the signs from her body too. "Sleep well, my love. Tomorrow is a brand new day full of all kinds of excitement and surprises."

He laid still, watching and listening to Elena falling asleep. When he knew her to finally be deep in her sleep, he let his internal barriers down. Tears rolled down his cheeks, pooling in his ears. For all the joy, happiness and everything else they discovered in that cabin, it would all end. Jacob knew that the police would be aware of his status of missing. Regardless of how well behaved he had been, they would look at his conviction, and react accordingly. For all he knew, they would send him back to the Isle of Wight. But he feared more for Elena than himself. He had to make sure that she was not caught up in it all in a bad way. That she didn't willingly and knowingly harbour an escaped convict.

He let out a long, soft sigh, then kissed Elena softly on the crown. He let his eyes drift close and eased into a deep sleep.

Jacob stomped into the room, staring at her. He heard her cries and whimpers as she slept in the small tight ball in the centre of the mattress he had given her. Seeing her anus and sex openly displayed to him, he thought of nothing else but fucking one or both of the holes. By the time he reached the end of the mattress, his was hard and ready.

He dropped his hands onto her deep blue and light green coloured hip, rolling her onto her back. She whimpered slightly. He brutally opened her legs wide, and rammed himself deep into her pussy. Jacob growled in pain as the dry walls scraped his cock during the initial thrusts until her body rapidly lubricated. But not rapidly enough.

"Is this what you think of me, bitch?" His closed fist slammed into the side of her face, breaking a tooth in the process. She screamed in fright and pain.

"No," she whimpered, spitting out the tooth fragments and blood to one side. "I'm sorry. Please... please enjoy..."

"Shut up!" All the while, he pounded away hard, with a total disregard for what she was suffering. After a few minutes of fucking her, he pulled himself out and hooked her legs enough to lift her hips off the mattress. Her whimpering grew louder, with soft words mixed in. He ignored her as he lined up her anus, shoving himself deep with one hard push. She screamed, and he slapped her hard twice.

"How the fuck can I enjoy you when you fucking scream so often?" He shifted her legs so they were over his shoulders as he took her back passage as roughly as he had her pussy. Without warning, he dropped himself forward bending her in half. She started to gasp, both at the pain of the way he was bent and penetrated, but also from her inability to breathe properly. Jacob smiled maniacally as he got himself closer to his peak. The auburn haired woman beneath him was starting to panic and fight back. Jacob got scratched a few times along his arms and back before he leant down further and clamped her lips together with his teeth. He bit her hard enough to draw blood. The woman stopped using her nails and still fought back.

Jacob pushed himself up far enough to slap her again, then take a handful of her hair, pulling it hard. She screamed loudly in pain. He pulled himself out of her again, pulling her up into a sitting position in front of him. Her eyes were closed and she was tensed up in preparation for another striking. Her crying had no effect on Jacob, as he didn't even register it.

"You want me to enjoy you, but you wont fucking well let me! What is wrong with you, you stupid bitch?!?"

He hauled up onto her feet by the same handful of hair, feeling some of it tear from her scalp as he did so. He dragged her over to one of the walls. The uncovered rough, clay brick and mortar wall was the only one not covered in layers of graffiti. He slammed her back first into the wall, before dropping her viciously to her knees onto the cement floor. He grabbed her hands pulling them high above her head. He then thrust his shit stained shaft into her mouth, pinning her head against the wall. As he had every previous time, he fucked her hard, focusing on his own pleasure.

He thrust as deeply as he could, growling his enjoyment of her gag reflex and how it dragged him closer to his climax. He only withdrew when her teeth started to apply pressure to the base of his shaft. Again, the free hand swung a clenched fist into the side of her head. He turned her back to face him, once more enjoying her constricting throat.

But it was somehow not enough for him. He couldn't get enough of what he needed from her to finish off his climax. She wasn't being a good enough fuck, and he was getting angry. He pulled out, hearing her cough, and gulp for air.

"You are a really worthless cunt, aren't you? 'Enjoy me' you said. I have tried so far, and you have done nothing. Let's have one more try, and you'd better do your best, bitch."

He pulled her up to her feet, spinning her around and slamming her into the wall. Bands of mortar that had oozed out between the bricks tore at her flesh while the bricks themselves scraped her skin. He pressed the side of her head, pushing her face into the wall.

"Yes! I'll be a great fuck for you, I promise," she cried as he once more rammed himself into her anus. Her nipples, already hard from the undeniable stimulation of his use of her, were rubbed raw on the brick work. The pain was almost unbearable but somehow mixed in with something akin to pleasure. She started to genuinely moan in appreciation, with a great deal of acting on her part. She still screamed in pain from the mortar gouging channels in her body. Jacob heard her enjoyment, and that spurred him on. He could feel himself getting closer to the elusive climax. Without warning, he roared loudly in her ear as he felt the great rush of his cum pouring into her bowels. He hammered her hips hard with his as he tried to get himself even deeper within her as he emptied himself deep within.

He threw her back onto the mattress, satisfied that he finally got the release he needed. Her once beautiful face was ripped up, puffing up from the many blows she received for not being as good as promised. The wonderful, well rounded figure and generous bust were a mass of scrapes, tears and blood stains.

"Thanks. Get some rest. I'll be back to enjoy you again soon. Maybe we'll try that cunt of yours the way we did your arse, since that seemed to work for you."

Without looking back, he walked out of the room, looking for something to drink and eat while she got her energy back.


Jacob woke to notice that it was light outside. Even the curtains in the bedroom couldn't hide the fact the sun was up. He had no idea of what the time was, neither did he care. He lay still, letting his racing heart quiet down, glad that he didn't wake Elena. Jacob didn't allow himself to get alarmed or frightened by the dream. He was purging himself of the horrors, allowing himself to view them in a different light. He would never deny that he did those things. He would always mourn the unfortunate women that he met and did those things too.

He looked at Elena, smiling softly. As he mourned them, he would always rejoice in the knowledge that she showed him the truth about himself. He felt the tension leak from him, remembering who he was with, where he actually was, and why he had been allowed that great privilege.

 

[Britwitch]

"Fate hard at work. So many things happened to bring us together, Elena...Sleep well, my love. Tomorrow is a brand new day full of all kinds of excitement and surprises."

Elena wanted to whisper back that she wished him pleasant dreams too, say thank you again for all the wonderful things they had already shared, tell him that she loved him, but sleep took over her exhausted body before the words could form in her mouth. Her cheek resting against his chest, rising and falling with his breath.

Exhaustion robbed her of dreams for a long time, her body needing to recuperate from the exertions of the day. When they came though, her dreams were confusing.

She was back in the city, working all the hours God sent, like it had always been.
Every time she tried to leave, to return to the cottage, she was denied.
Every time she tried to contact Jacob, she was denied.
She found herself running down a seemingly endless corridor, trying to find a way out, a way back to him. Every door was locked and there was a shadow, something dark and cold following her, never quite reaching her but always hovering dangerously behind her.

She awoke abruptly as the panic in her dream rose up sharply inside her, but as soon as her eyes focused on Jacob’s sleeping form beside her the panic faded away into the darkness. The warmth of his body beside her, the comforting weight of his arm around her shoulder, all of it combining to ease her worries. It had been only a dream and this was the glorious reality.

In truth she felt as if she’d known him so much longer than the couple of days it had been since she’d found him wounded on her doorstep. So much had happened, so much had changed for her.

His face was relaxed and even though his brow shifted as dreams no doubt passed through his mind, he looked at peace and that was something Elena was extremely glad to see. She was in no doubt that he had been through something more distressing then she could possibly imagine and, while she couldn’t bring herself to ask him outright about it in order to satisfy her curiosity, any inquisitiveness on her part was far outweighed with joy at how seeing how serene he seemed now.
She kissed his skin before closing her eyes and settling back into her own dreams.

Now they were dreams filled with possibilities. Changing scenes of a life that was not hers but that her mind and heart wished could be. Living in the woods, away from the stresses and strains of the real world. Hidden away with a man who made her feel more feminine, more desirable, more alive, than anyone had ever done before. A life with Jacob.

Somewhere inside her heart she knew their time together was fleeting, that he would leave before long. But in her dreams she asked him to stay and he agreed.

Their days were filled with love making, her imagination painting scenes of their bodies joining again and again, in the cottage, in amongst the trees, even down at the lake a short walk from the cottage. She wrote her novel, he worked on his research. It was a very pleasant fiction and more than once happy sighs left her sleeping lips during her dreaming. Her sleeping body awakening as images of their shared love passed through her mind’s eye. Nipples hardening and sex growing moist, the sighs leaving her lips growing a little lower in those moments.

As morning came and the warmth creeping around the curtain touched her skin Elena stretched, an almost feline motion. Arching her back and pushing her breasts towards Jacob for an instant. A soft sigh leaving her lips as her eyes fluttered open, settling on his face before closing again. A smile curved her mouth as they reopened and looked into his eyes.
“Part of me was so very worried I would wake up to find you gone and last night a dream…Morning dear Jacob…”
She pushed herself over his body to kiss his lips, feeling the slight tug of his stubble against her cheek as she moved back.
“I hope you slept well, I know I did, I slept like a log!” Elena giggled before snuggling back against his side. “Have you been awake long…?”

The sheets had shifted in the night and with her recent movements, falling aside to reveal Jacob’s torso. Her fingers lazily moved across his skin, skimming over the flesh, travelling ever lower. Elena shifted her thigh slightly and she spotted the tattoo on his hip. It’s black, blue and red design standing out in the soft morning light filtering down on them through the curtains.

“I meant to ask you before about your tattoo…why a scorpion? Is it your birth sign…?” Her fingertips trailed back and forth over the design emblazoned on his hip, following the curve of the tattoo.
“I toyed with having one, back in my teenage years, but could never decide on a design I’d be happy with for the rest of my life or a location for one should I pick one!” Elena leant back a little to lay on her own pillow, shifting onto her side to look properly at Jacob. Her body totally uncovered as she did so, the curve of her hip and the narrowness of her waist on display. Her eyes almost playfully shy as they met his after a moment had passed between them.
“What do you think? Where do you think I could have chosen for a tattoo…?”

 

[marauder13]

Jacob found the change to his personal routine rather disturbing. More so because he thought that it wouldn't be so desired by him. He could feel his body wanting to stand up, ready for the gaol cell to open for him to permit him to go and have breakfast. However, he was able to override that desire, simply because he didn't want to wake up Elena. He wouldn't have many more days of simply lying in bed, having a lazy morning, let alone ones with such a lovely bed companion.

As he stirred at those thoughts, Elena started to stir as well. He heard the low sounds of waking, followed by the warmth of her breasts pressing more firmly against his body. That move of hers simply sped up the process of his hardening. His mind played no part in it, except for the possibility of getting out of the way. Jacob hoped that she would repeat that maneuver every morning when she woke up. It was one that he could get used to very quickly.

Jacob saw the quick "confirm it was not a dream" look he got from Elena. He had a similar look himself when he awoke to make sure he hadn't dreamt Elena. The delicious smile he witnessed also killed the last lingering piece of paranoia about Elena's feelings towards him. The brightness of her eyes as she looked at him sent a slow wave of warmth flowing through him.

“Part of me was so very worried I would wake up to find you gone and last night a dream…Morning dear Jacob…”

Jacob chuckled. "I had a similar thought when I first woke. But my nose told me that I needn't fear. The rich aroma of your hair set my mind at ease."

Everything Elena did made him feel that his cock was going to explode from the pressure that built with each passing action. The wonderful kiss, the settling down beside him, even the softly spoken words were having a devastating effect one him. He thought he would have greater control, but one night off after 11 years of chastity had him wanting to try and catch up in the shortest time possible. He moaned softly as her fingers skated over his rapidly warming torso.

“I meant to ask you before about your tattoo…why a scorpion? Is it your birth sign…?”

"Mmmm hmpf," Jacob nearly whimpered in response. He sighed in delight as she traced around the decoration. His muscles flinched uncontrollably at her touch. He wanted it to stop, but he wanted it to keep going too.

“I toyed with having one, back in my teenage years, but could never decide on a design I’d be happy with for the rest of my life or a location for one should I pick one!”

The contact broke. Jacob used the time to bring himself back to reality, and focus on what was happening. Talking. Nice easy going talking with...

... a remarkably glorious looking naked woman completely on display beside him. His gaze confirmed everything he remember about her appearance the night before. While his preference was for candlelight, the natural light of the sun did some good things for her too. Particularly her hair. The natural gold hiding within sparkled like the metal. The auburn tresses were richer, more vibrant, though they lacked the subtle shine the flickers flames gave it.

“What do you think? Where do you think I could have chosen for a tattoo…?”

Jacob actually pursed his lips, thinking of the places he had seen tattoos on women that actually added to their appeal. The Celtic knot work band around the bicep was always a good one. But it would be too bland for her. Monotone blue or black wouldn't suit her. Something with colour. The breasts was ruled out. Nothing he thought of would be flattering or enhancing to that part of her. The same applied to her legs, though maybe something around, or near her ankle.

His 'bad' hand reached out, and guided her to lie on her belly. He looked over her back. Again, sometimes a tattoo would do something great on a woman's back, but for him it was a hit or miss affair. He lowered his gaze, and the fingertips of his 'bad' hand lazily slid along the contours of her back. He saw the narrowing of her waist as it flared around her hips, giving her that shape he loved so much.

"Right here." Jacob ran two fingers along the line of her hip, just above where her underwear would have sat. "A nice colourful arrangement... something floral. With the right clothing, you could flash some colour without being rude, or indecent. It would definitely draw attention to you. And while waiting, people would be gazing at this delicious derriere. Not too surprisingly, that would lead to some rather interesting thoughts, which someone would eventually act on. Breaking the ice, as it were."

Jacob got lost on some thoughts of his own, associated with her nicely shaped rear. His fingers roamed gently, caressing her skin. He made some sounds of pleasure as he enjoyed the tactile sensations.

"Have you ever thought of..." He blushed as he realized what he was going to ask. "Ahhh... never mind. That is not the kind of question a man asks of a lady like yourself."

He put his prison exercise yard weight training to good use, placing himself over Elena, while fully supporting his weight on two knees and one arm. His still rather prominent erection easily nestled into the valley between her buttocks as his lower his lips to find her neck. Long heated kisses were dragged across her neck. Only his lips and tongue touched her skin between the scalp and the shoulders. He held his breath as he kissed her, letting the air race out of and into his mouth every time he moved to a new place to kiss.

"So, what plans," he paused to take a nip on her shoulder, "if any," he kissed the upper part of her back, "do you have for today?"

 

[Britwitch]

Elena tried not to move, not to wriggle, as his eyes moved across her body. Her teeth caught on her lower lip, barely holding back her excitement. Her question had been slightly rhetorical, she hadn’t seriously expected an answer, but here he was looking at her skin so carefully, clearly giving serious consideration to all the possibilities. She couldn’t tear her eyes from his, watching the change in expression as they constantly across her skin. As his eyes moved over her chest she felt her nipples stiffening in response, almost as if trying to attract his fleeting attention.

His injured arm moved, to invite her to shift her position so she obediently rolled onto her stomach. She blushed against the pillow to think that his examination of her would be continuing across her back. She shivered as she felt his fingertips trail across her skin, moving down her spine, their touch achingly soft. Her back arched again and again to try and keep in contact with them.

"Right here...A nice colourful arrangement... something floral. With the right clothing, you could flash some colour without being rude, or indecent. It would definitely draw attention to you. And while waiting, people would be gazing at this delicious derriere. Not too surprisingly, that would lead to some rather interesting thoughts, which someone would eventually act on. Breaking the ice, as it were."
“Mmmm…I’ll…I’ll have to remember that,” Elena murmured, her voice little more than a sigh. Her skin tingling in the wake of his finger tips, nipples hard as they pressed down into the bed sheets.

"Have you ever thought of...Ahhh... never mind. That is not the kind of question a man asks of a lady like yourself."
Before Elena could ask what his question might’ve been, her curiosity well and truly awoken, she felt him shift to hover above her. She could feel the heat of his body almost burning her skin. She wriggled a little, smiling to feel his sex against her skin and to feel that he was as aroused as she was.

"So, what plans...” The connection of his teeth and her flesh made her hips jerk backwards against him instinctively, feeling the warm, firm flesh slipping between the globes of her behind.
“…If any...do you have for today?" Her rear ground back against him with the kiss that followed.
“I…er…well, I don’t know…” Elena’s voice was edged with something undeniably lusty as she turned her head to look back at him over her shoulder.

“…Before you came, I had nothing planned…” As she spoke she continued to slowly grind her hips back against him.
“I suppose we should take a look at the road…or the car…but I’m in no hurry to do either…”
Her words faded into a long moan as her movements allowed his sex to slip between her thighs and brush against her own. Her eyes flickering shut for a moment and her head tilting back, spilling her auburn waves and curves across her back.

“What about you, did…did you have anything in mind to…help pass the time…?” The look she gave him now over her shoulder was nothing short of needy. Her teeth latched onto her lower lip, begging with her eyes.
She needed him like she’d never needed anyone before.

Elena didn’t let him answer. Something hungry had been awoken inside her, Jacob had awoken something inside, and it would not be silenced until it was satisfied. With a delicate movement of her hips, she aligned his shaft with her sex. She paused for a fraction of a moment before pushing back and inviting him inside her warm, wet, velvety embrace. Her eyes never leaving his. As she felt him push inside, half guided by her movements, half drawn in by her greedy sex, a long low moan left her lips. Her back arching to push her rear higher against him, lowering her head towards the bed.

Her actions were those of instinct as Elena had never once acted in the role of instigator with any of her past lovers. She went along with their desires, she never started things, she certainly never led them. But with Jacob it felt like the most natural thing to show him just how much she desired him.

As Jacob continued to slip in deeper, her hands moved. One hand moving to take a firm hold of the crumpled sheets beneath them. The other moving back, fingers seeking out her yearning nipples, stroking and fondling as she continuously pushed back against him. Only stopping when she felt his thighs pressing against the backs of her own and his shaft was buried entirely within her tight confines.

“Oh Jacob…” Elena whimpered, her head flicking back again to cover her shoulders with her tresses, “…how…how can it feel so perfect…? How did I exist before you…?”
With almost painful slowness, Elena drew her hips forward and then pushed them back. As she sheathed him once more inside her she tightened her internal muscles around him, making another wanton groan tumble from her parted lips.

 

[marauder13]

Jacob shuddered in delight as Elena started to grind her buttocks against his hips and groin. The soft skin worked along his sensitive erection, sparking images of how else she could move and enjoy the presence of his shaft. He heard the undercurrent of her voice, as she turned to look at him. It went straight to the primal part of his mind, possibly even straight to his body. Jacob tensed, fighting the urge to act immediately on the thoughts of plunging into her luscious body.

Jacob's moan echoed Elena's when he felt his shaft break free of the prison that held it. The final act of slipping free was a torturous delight. He even felt his tip slide over the dark rose, his thoughts bringing another shiver that felt like an earthquake.

“What about you, did…did you have anything in mind to…help pass the time…?”

Jacob saw the look on Elena's face. He had never seen such a look before, but he knew exactly what the look was saying. He was sure that he was returning such a look. He thought his entire body stopped for a second, as he watched Elena's teeth hold her bottom lip, and poured herself out through her eyes. He never desired to give to another person as much as he did to her in that moment.

All else ceased to matter when Elena shifted and took him within her. He held himself still, allowing her to set the pace for what she clearly wanted. The firm enveloping grasp of her sex was welcomed as it slowly claimed him until they could go no further. He saw her shift slightly to allow them greater contact in their intimacy. The slowness of it all made for an experience that was totally new to Jacob. He never thought that even, sedate joining would feel so terrific. How it was so fulfilling to something deep within himself.

Gingerly, he let his bad hand trace the lines of some of her hair down on her shoulders and back. He longed to be able to do more than just touch ever so lightly. He wanted to hold her, help her move as they loved each other. But then, maybe that was the reason his arm was broken. To force him to accept things, discover much that he wouldn't otherwise have found. The press of their legs against each other was heating up his skin to a point where he thought he was actually going to burn.

“Oh Jacob… how…how can it feel so perfect…? How did I exist before you…?”

"Maybe... the same way I did without you?" His whispered voice was thick with the multitude of emotions that were flooding him. Lust. Love. Need. Surprise. Awe. Joy. They all leeched out of him through his voice as he felt Elena move again with the same sedate pace. He felt every passing millimetre as it was exposed to the air. Even the warmth of the fire that filled the cottage was nothing compared to the delightful heat from within her sex.

As he felt Elena move back, taking him within her once more, he matched her movement. Some soft noise escaped his mouth, barely disturbing the rich long hair of Elena's near his mouth. The same breath caught as he felt the grip about him tighten. He whimpered and groaned as the gentle squeeze worked wonders on him.

He kept the slow movement as he joined Elena in their act of love. Jacob made nothing but soft noises over his deep breathing. Hardly any other noises were heard. The bed hardly creaked. There were no noises of bodies slapping together, nor of well dampened sexes meeting in the most primal of actions. Jacob's heart hammered in his chest, trying to drown out the other feelings that the incredibly slow sex was creating. But it felt right to be so slow with her, to enjoy their togetherness with a disregard to the time taken to bring it about.

What surprised Jacob more was his ability to maintain the pace as his body screamed and tried to race to the completion of their mind blowing sex. He felt his body rebel against the iron bound control exerted over it. He could feel the pressure growing within, higher and harder than ever before. He was reaching a point where the control was becoming painful, but he refused to cave in and break the pace of their entire coupling.

He almost blacked out when he finally could not hold it back any longer. The first jet released felt like he was passing an entire bucket full of fluid in that first pump. The world faded to almost complete black, a deafness so profound engulfed him as he held himself perfectly still, desperately trying to remember how to breathe. All the while, the final demonstration of his love for her continued to fill her with his warmth.

When he returned from wherever his mind had fled to, he felt so alive and calm and... loved. He lowered his head, finding a small patch of sweat marinated skin, kissing and nipping it. He took a few more deep breaths before lifting himself up just a little to make her more comfortable.

"Now that I am not being so delightfully distracted, I thought we could pass the morning by... I don't know... having lots of great sex perhaps? I get this feeling that we might be good for each other. I know we can make love very well, but," Jacob felt the blush that formed stop somewhere near his solar plexus, "I... I just don't know how good we'd be as... ahhh... no. No. Now is not the time for that question. How about we have some breakfast?"

 

[Britwitch]

Elena had never felt anything like it in her life.

Their coupling was almost painful, not because of animalistic urges taking over and driving their bodies together with unstoppable force, not because of a lack of desire on either part. It was because the slowness with which they connected made everything seem a hundred times more intense, more sensitive. She could feel every inch of him, every fraction of an inch of him, as he moved within her, somehow making her more aware of her own body than she’d ever been.

She could sense the restraint almost rolling off of him in waves, the same battle against giving in to more basic desires was going on inside and between her mind and body. Somehow her mind won out, her hips obeying her command and maintaining their slow, steady motion back and forth. She felt Jacob responding with delicate, smooth movements of his own, drawing out their already lingering moments of contact.

She groaned into the sheets, the rolling of her hips punctuated with sighs and whimpers as her body’s arousal grew beyond anything she had ever imagined. She could feel Jacob’s warmth and solidity behind her, his stomach against her back, his thighs against the backs of her legs, his breath against her back, all of it combining and merging into one glorious sensation.

It had never been like this with anyone and Elena knew it would never be this way again.
This was something magical and beyond true comprehension.
It all felt so infuriatingly and inexplicably pleasurable. The brief instances when they were parted only highlighting how amazingly right it felt when they were reunited once more.
The achingly slow, sensual rhythm of their dance seemingly unaltered even as their climaxes approached.

Elena’s fingers wound into the sheets, almost too tightly as she felt unexpected waves of pleasure slam into her. That their slow love making was enjoyable she had no doubt but she hadn’t expected her body to react as it was. A long, low moan lingered in the air of the cottage as she drove her hips back as far as she could, taking him as deeply as possible into her velvety embrace. Somewhere she felt Jacob’s own climax overwhelm him but she was lost, drowning, in wave after wave of breathtaking pleasure once more. The room once again fading away until she knew for certain was the feel of his skin against hers, within hers.

The feeling of his lips and teeth against her shoulder drew her back. Her body still trembling as she felt him shift to ease the pressure upon her.
"Now that I am not being so delightfully distracted, I thought we could pass the morning by... I don't know... having lots of great sex perhaps?”
Elena couldn’t help but giggle.
“I get this feeling that we might be good for each other. I know we can make love very well, but, I... I just don't know how good we'd be as... ahhh... no. No. Now is not the time for that question. How about we have some breakfast?"
“Well I think if we’re going to be able to follow your plan, refuelling is most definitely in order…” Elena rolled out from under him and paused to plant a long, slow kiss on his lips. Before rising off the bed and padding into the bathroom to splash a little water on her flushed, and sweat beaded, face and brush her teeth.
Every so often she found herself glancing back through the doorway, admiring Jacob’s form as he remained stretched out on the bed.

Once she had finished in the bathroom she headed back into the bedroom to get dressed, pulling on her jeans and a clean vest. Omitting underwear with a cheeky grin back at Jacob.
“I figure it might save us valuable time later,” She winked, crawling onto the bed beside him to kiss him again and then again, and again.
An urge to kiss him everywhere rising up quickly inside her. Brief fluttering kisses, like butterflies, were happily bestowed on his skin, his lips, his neck, his shoulders, his arms, his nose, his arms, his cheeks. She even mischievously kissed and gave a brief nibble to his nipples before bouncing back off the bed.
“God I love you,” She exclaimed before disappearing through the doorway back into the main room and headed for the kitchen.

Soon the smell of fresh coffee permeated the air. Elena relaid the fire in the living room against the chill of the morning and opened the curtains. It looked like they would be favoured with another sunny day, Elena mused that the path might well be traversable by the end of day if the rain stayed away before the realisation that such a thing would mean Jacob would leave soon meant that the smile that the sun had brought quickly faded.

She shook her head and forced such ideas out of her mind. Now was not the time to spoil things with such thoughts. They had all day together and she planned to make the most of it. Besides, he might decide to stay, Elena felt she had to cling onto that hope like a drowning man clings to wreckage. The idea that this wonderful feeling she got whenever her eyes met his might soon be just a memory didn’t bear thinking about.

Shaking herself, Elena returned to the kitchen and within minutes the delicious sizzle of bacon and sausages could be heard as she sliced and buttered some bread.

 

[marauder13]

Jacob had discovered he had slipped into a haze when he heard Elena talk to him.

“Well I think if we’re going to be able to follow your plan, refueling is most definitely in order…”

As if reminded of being empty, his stomach rumbled with a low, deep tone. As he felt Elena start to move, he repositioned himself to make it easier for her to move more freely. For his efforts, he was rewarded with a kiss that persisted into eternity. He felt so fortunate that a woman was lovely as her was willing to gift him with not just her affection, but those displays as well.

He watched her go to the bathroom, enjoying the way she moved as she walked. He rolled himself onto his back, staring at the ceiling. His mind wandered, trying to determine why all of this happened. Had he been good enough to receive this time as a reward? But to get where he was, two men died. Not at his hands, he had no guilt there, but they died all the same. They had families, friends, colleagues who would miss them.

He caught sight of her getting dressed, noticing that he missed a few things along the way. The grin she gave him made his stomach clench in a good way.

“I figure it might save us valuable time later.” His mind blanked out for a moment, focusing on possibilities when the first of Elena's kisses alighted on his body. It felt like she was literally trying to kiss every piece of skin she could reach. He wanted to grab her, and drag her into a real kiss. But this was what Elena wanted to do. It was how she wanted to show how she loved him.

His heart beat that little faster with thought that she loved him. He loved her too. He knew that he would break her heart, eventually, when he left her. But he stopped thinking of the future, and focused on the present. One Elena's soft lips brushing his skin. The feels of the wafts of her breath across still heated flesh. He started slightly when she nibbled his nipples, but ended laughing softly to himself.

“God I love you.”

He blushed at her words, almost becoming a boneless mass at the happiness her heard in her voice. He returned to lazing on the bed, trying to decide how he would like to spend his time with Elena that morning. He wanted to make love to her again. That much was certain, but he couldn't think of how. There were many ways he thought of to fuck her, but he didn't want it to be just a fuck. He wanted something special, something she would remember, for all the right reasons, for a long time to come.

The rich smell of coffee filled the air, finally helping him to get out of bed. He stretched, able to fully extend his arms without touching the ceiling. He felt muscles resist before loosening up. He headed out into the main room, where all his clothes were located. Jacob wondered what Elena might think if his chosen lack of attire. But he simply walked over to the little table, pulling out a chair and sitting down like it was perfectly normal.

"Elena, thank you for doing breakfast. It is smelling wonderful. You have looked after me very well, and I can't think of how to thank you adequately for everything you have done."

But a tiny thought started to form in his mind. It almost had him grinning, but he quickly restored his normal expression, and watched the beautiful woman making them breakfast, all the while building on the thought and turning it into a plan.

 

[Britwitch]

"Elena, thank you for doing breakfast. It is smelling wonderful. You have looked after me very well, and I can't think of how to thank you adequately for everything you have done."
Elena glanced back over her shoulder to tell him he owed her no more than she did him but the sight of his toned, muscular frame sat upon the chair all but stopped her in her tracks.

"Well..." She took a moment to regain control of her voice which had suddenly become rather girlish.
"I think the view you're treating me to right now is a good way to start..." She winked at him before returning her attention the pan of bacon and sausage.

Soon enough Elena appeared at the table with two enormous sandwiches, thick slices of white bread bursting with the rashers of bacon and sliced sausages she had carefully cooked to a nice shade of brown without being burned.

"This should help get the pair of us going, help recharge the batteries a little," She smiled, slipping into the seat beside Jacob and leant across to kiss his cheek as if they'd been doing this for years rather than days. "Can you pass me the sauce?"

For the next few minutes, neither spoke. Both sating their hunger with a few hungry mouthfuls before slowing their eating and finding the breath to make conversation.

"I think it's going to be a nice day," Elena said after a glance out of the window.
"I hate to bring it up but...perhaps we should take a look at the path...the car's a no-go but if the path dries up today we could potentially walk to town tomorrow...get your arm looked at and I definitely need to replenish the larder..." She grinned as she cradled her cup of coffe in her hands and looked at him over the rim.
"If I'd have known I was going to have company I would have made sure I had more provisions!"

She hesitated over the next sentence but something inside her needed to know.
"And then we could...maybe...come back here while you recuperate...spend a little more time getting to know one another before you...you know, have to go..." Elena caught his eye uncertainly. Knowing that he had commitments and people waiting for him but surely a few more days wouldn't hurt. If only for his arm's sake.

A lump rose out of nowhere into her throat at the thought of having to say goodbye to someone who had come to been so much, to mean everything. Elena tried to set her jaw and blink away the tears that threatened to fall as she thought of returning to the cottage alone.
Without him.
Of returning to her life.
Without him.

Thinking about it she could quite easily give up her life. Not that she had much to give up when she looked at it. The more she thought the more she realised that was exactly what she was prepared to do, wanted to do. She had enough savings to live off for a while. Life in the woods, a simple easy life, enjoying the good things in life...with Jacob.

"I mean, only if you wanted to...but I want you to know that, truly, my place is yours...if you want it..." Her teeth caught on her lower lip as the silence following her question seemed to stretch out into infinity.

 

[marauder13]

Jacob sat quietly, letting the aromas of the cooking breakfast ease his thoughts. The previous day almost felt like a dream. Never had he thought he would find a soul mate as he did in Elena. More so under the circumstances that brought them together. In some ways it was the cruelest twist of fate for it to happen now. But without her, he would not have made his peace with what he had done.

"This should help get the pair of us going, help recharge the batteries a little." Jacob returned to the present to see Elena sitting down beside him bearing two plates with an enormous sandwich on each. The kiss she gave him brought some colour to his cheeks, feeling a little embarrassed that he hadn't thought of the same himself. "Can you pass me the sauce?"

Jacob did so with the same automatic style he had in the prison. He found the sauce with a quick glance, then without looking at it, or Elena, passed it to her. The soft sounds of crunchy food being eaten along with the occasional creak of the chairs they sat on filled the silence of the room. Jacob ate slowly, enjoying every morsel of his breakfast. The knowledge that Elena was responsible for it made it taste much better that if made by someone else.

He listened contentedly as Elena commented about their situation as it stood. He looked out the window as well, both hoping for fine weather, as well as hoping for rain. Fine weather would mean he would be back in Prison, but the authorities would not be turning the countryside upside down looking for him, and the judges would look more leniently on him too. More rain would mean he would have no choice but to stay with Elena.

"And then we could...maybe...come back here while you recuperate...spend a little more time getting to know one another before you...you know, have to go..."

Jacob looked over at Elena, fairly certain that his expression echoed Elena's. Just hearing the words made it all the more real. This time he was spending with her would end all too soon. But at least she would be spared the knowledge of why. She would carry her version of him with her for the rest of her life, just as he would carry hers. He could almost hear her thoughts about that moment when they would part company for the final time. How much he had come to mean to her. How she would try to adapt to his lack of presence.

But he thought of what he had given her. Memories that would give her a smile brighter than the sun. Ones that would warm her when she felt low. How she met someone who opened up a part of her that she had locked up. He also thought of everything she had given him. The most important was the understanding of his crimes. He would carry that with him forever, and he would not waste a single moment of his life behind bars.

"I mean, only if you wanted to...but I want you to know that, truly, my place is yours...if you want it..."

The offer was heartbreaking in the simplicity, honesty and profoundness. He looked down at the remains of his breakfast, his eyes filling with tears. It was an offer that he would accept in a moment if he thought he had the chance. But there was nothing he could do that would make it workable, or even worthwhile. He lifted his waterlogged eyes, a wistful smile on his face as he looked at her. He stopped himself as he was going to speak, catching at the last moment he was going to take up her offer.

"I want that more than anything else in the world, but... there are places I have to be. But I can't take you with me either." He came close to telling her why, but he couldn't.

"But, what we can do is go for a walk around outside. The last time I was outside, it was pitch black and blowing a gale almost. I didn't really get to enjoy the country side that much. I would like to see what helps keep you grounded so well. There has to be something about the land around here that calls out to you, not just this place."

He let a coy smile emerge. "I'll even make sure that I am adequately dressed when we go outside. Going out like I am now would coincide with the one time a copper would be taking a hike nearby. Getting arrested would not be that memorable, would it?"

 

[Britwitch]

“I want that more than anything else in the world, but... there are places I have to be. But I can't take you with me either."
Elena fought to hide the bitter disappointment that struck her as Jacob turned down her offer and prevented her attempt at offering to accompany him. Her jaw tightened and the backs of her eyes pricked with tears. She would not let herself cry though. There would be plenty of time for that after he had gone. She had no intention of wasting a single moment with him by weeping.

"But, what we can do is go for a walk around outside. The last time I was outside, it was pitch black and blowing a gale almost. I didn't really get to enjoy the country side that much. I would like to see what helps keep you grounded so well. There has to be something about the land around here that calls out to you, not just this place."
Elena had to smile. There was so much she wanted to show him, share with him.
“Definitely!” She kept her answer brief as she was still trying to swallow the sharp, stinging lump that had wedged itself in her throat.

"I'll even make sure that I am adequately dressed when we go outside. Going out like I am now would coincide with the one time a copper would be taking a hike nearby. Getting arrested would not be that memorable, would it?"
A laugh left her lips this time.
“Oh I think it would be memorable, but possibly for all the wrong reasons,” She teased gently.

“But you’re right. There is so much to enjoy if you venture a little way from the cottage. If you think a twenty-minute walk won’t aggravate your injury too much, there is somewhere very special I would like to take you…” Elena’s face was hopeful and then relieved as Jacob gave his answer.

While he went to go and dress, Elena set about cleaning the kitchen after their breakfast and then swiftly made up a small lunch to take with them. If the weather turned out to be half as good as the rising sun was promising then a picnic lunch would be perfect. Carefully Elena packed a small backpack with some sandwiches and fruit, a couple of bottles of water, as well as some painkillers just in case Jacob needed them and a couple of blankets.

Soon they were outside the cottage, the sun rapidly growing warmer as it rose steadily up above them. The track leading back towards the village was definitely drying out but Elena was careful not to let her gaze linger on it for too long. As she shouldered the pack she spotted Jacob looking at the smashed remains of the car.
“Some how I think the sun’s not going to be able to help that much!” She whispered as she walked behind him. “Now, come on…” Elena gleefully took his good hand, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she pulled him down a track leading away from the cottage. “Let me take you to the place that draws me back again and again…”
The walk through the trees was slow and steady, Elena constantly checking that Jacob’s arm wasn’t causing him too much pain, as they followed a dusty winding path led them steadily downhill until it broke through some trees and their destination was revealed.

The lake before them was completely still, it’s surface mirroring the almost completely clear blue sky up above. A small sandy shore ran almost completely around its edge and the whole body of water was surrounded by the forest with tree covered hills rising up in the distance.
“This…this is my special spot,” Elena whispered. Her eyes trailing over the familiar scenery and feeling her heart thrill slightly.
She’d never, in all her visits, ever seen anyone else here. Her father had told her the nearest ‘neighbour’ was far too far away to want to walk to the lake so it might as well have been their own.
The waters were clear and clean, a few fish lived in its deeper depths towards the centre where the waters were at their coolest. The rest of the waters were relatively shallow and experience told Elena that by midday, if not earlier, they would be pleasantly warmed by the sun. Perfect for swimming in.
“So…what do you think…?” She asked hesitantly, squeezing the hand she was holding ever so slightly before leading Jacob down onto the sand and putting down the backpack. “I love this place almost as much, if not more so, than my little cottage. Swimming here in summer, fishing in autumn and watching the leaves change colour, skating in winter on the few times it’s been cold enough to ice over properly…” A soft sigh as a rush of memories flew through her mind before a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. Who knew what new memories might be made today.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” Elena breathed before turning towards him and hugging him tightly. She didn’t just mean she was glad he was at the lake, he knew and she knew it. She was glad he was with her, wherever they were. She swallowed back more tears. No, she didn’t plan on wasting a single second crying over the ‘goodbye’ that was hanging over them. Grinning she pulled back and starting walking backwards towards the water. She kicked off her shoes and peeled off her socks in between steps. Before her hands started to raise the bottom of her vest upwards revealing the bare skin beneath.

“Care to join me for a swim…?” Elena asked almost coyly as the vest hit the sand and she continued, bare breasted, clad in only her jeans, towards the water’s edge. Once more she felt the rush of freedom that Jacob had given her as the warm sun hit her bare back, and it reminded her how much she had to thank him for.

 

[marauder13]

Jacob loved the way Elena smiled at his suggestion to go outside. He knew what they would be doing, and he found himself looking forward to it even more.

As he got dressed, he heard the flurry of activity as Elena got ready. He could feel the energy of her excitement filling the cottage. He was finding himself feeding off the positive vibes, as well as enjoying listening to the small sounds of her happiness over the general background noise. Once he was dressed, his arm aching a little form the effort, he waited by the door, enjoying watching Elena finish preparing for their hike.

He walked out before her, letting her secure her abode. Out of curiosity, he looked at the car, and agreed with Elena's assessment about its condition.

“Some how I think the sun’s not going to be able to help that much!”

Elena's soft voice added to the warmth from the sun. A smile appeared from nowhere, blooming in the aftermath of her close presence. He felt her hand take his good one, and led him off towards her special place.

“Let me take you to the place that draws me back again and again…”

His arm tingled at her touch, and he spent more time looking at her smiling face than he did looking at the country side. He felt he was going to melt from the knowledge that she was so happy because of him. Jacob was still adjusting to the knowledge that he was worthy of the love of a woman like Elena, and that he found someone that touched his heart and soul like no other person had ever done. He also began to wonder if he would like the place for what it was, or what it meant to Elena. He had completely lost track of time, distance and anything else meaningful on the walk. Just being with her was all he wanted, desired and needed in that moment.

In that place where time didn't exist, they arrived after taking what felt like a few steps from the cottage. He stood still, staring at one example of a natural mirror. The flat, unmarred surface showed the inverted image of the country side so accurately it was easy to believe he was upside down looking at the trees. His gaze slowly arced across the visible parts of the natural feature. It looked so perfect, as if no one had ever been there before, and they were the first humans to lay eyes on the beauty the earth created for them.

“This…this is my special spot.”

Her voice was so soft, as if trying not to disturb the serenity of the place. All he could do was nod, soaking up another sight that he would cherish. His earlier question was answered. He liked it for what it was. The place was beautiful, and he saw why it attracted Elena so strongly.

“So…what do you think…?”

There was a nervousness in her voice that alarmed Jacob a bit. He turned to look at her, his smile telling her clearly that he thought her special spot was very special indeed. He allowed himself to be led to the sand, where the backpack added to the disturbance of the sand made by their feet.

“I love this place almost as much, if not more so, than my little cottage. Swimming here in summer, fishing in autumn and watching the leaves change colour, skating in winter on the few times it’s been cold enough to ice over properly…”

Jacob closed his eyes, painting the pictures in his mind of the sights that moved Elena so greatly. He could feel the cool water taking away the heat of the summer sun. He saw the changing of the leaves and the fish surrendering their fight to not be dragged from their watery home. The sounds of stakes scraping over ice filled his ears as he watched through puffs of steam from breathing.

“I’m so glad you’re here.”

"So am I."

He watched her openly as she stepped back, starting to shed her clothing. He admired the view in all of its aspects. The look of joy on her face; the background scenery; the unveiling of her magnificent body. He didn't hide how she made him feel. His look spoke whole volumes as she approached the water's edge.

“Care to join me for a swim…?”

"Only if you do things properly," Jacob replied with a smile. He got to her before she reached the water, leading her back to where her vest lay.

"You'll need the clothes to be dry for after the swim." Jacob's good hand undid the top button, and slid the zipper down. He gave her a quick kiss, before working to remove his own clothing. After his clothes were piled up beside Elena's vest, Jacob walked into the water. He didn't let the chill of the water stop him. When he got deep enough, he lowered himself into the water until his head was the only part of him above the waterline.

He watched Elena, waiting patiently for her to join him in the water. They were alone, in a secluded spot, naked, or very close to being naked. Some fun in the water, lying down to dry off, maybe some lovemaking to help the process along.

'Hell, just lovemaking for the fact that it's Elena, she's so beautiful and deserves to be made to feel special. Loving her here would do that easily.' A darker voice eased into the confines of his mind. 'And the fact that you wouldn't get any enjoyment from it didn't enter your mind, did it? Face it, she is totally fuckable, and so much like the other women, especially the third one.'

Jacob frowned at the voice that he thought was banished. He concentrated on his thought processes, but there was no sign of the errant voice, and its unpleasant message. He focused his attentions on Elena, letting her once more drive away the darkness within, and enjoying the gift that he had been given.

 

[Britwitch]

"Only if you do things properly…You'll need the clothes to be dry for after the swim."
Elena allowed Jacob to pull her back, standing patiently as he started to undo her jeans for her.
“You’re quite right…” She smiled at his kiss before watching unashamedly as he stripped his own clothing off. She wanted to help, to ease any strain on his arm but she knew he would ask if he needed her and she was enjoying the view.

Elena watched as his naked form headed down and into the lake. His toned physique looking even more statuesque in the sunlight than it had in the cottage and the candlelight. As he disappeared beneath the surface she felt a bizarre stab of jealousy that the cool waters were embracing him and not her.

She shimmied out of her jeans and all but ran down the sand towards the waterline. Upon hitting the water she executed a dive that told of years of experience and took her under the water and out of sight. In the clear water she swam swiftly round behind where Jacob was and pinched his behind before bursting out of the water behind him, splashing him fairly extensively. She swam ever so slightly out of reach, laughing almost hysterically.

Memories of her childhood and all the feelings that had built up inside her since Jacob had arrived swelled inside her for a moment, amidst all her happiness, she felt like she might cry. Pushing those feelings aside she swam over to him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling their bodies together as the cool water flowed around their naked flesh. She kissed him hard, emotions and a deep need for his closeness increasing the force of it. She wrapped her legs around his waist and leant back slightly, wet hair down her back with her face, shoulders and chest covered with tiny beads of water.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” She repeated earnestly, leaning her forehead against his for a second or two. “I still can’t quite believe it…” She raised her chin until their eyes met and for several minutes neither spoke. Elena unable to voice just what she was feeling and, she presumed, Jacob was suffering from something similar.

The lake made no attempt to distract them. The water lapped almost silently around their shoulders. The sun merely shone down, warming the skin exposed from the water whilst gradually warming the lake itself ever so slightly. Elena felt like she could lose herself in Jacob’s eyes in such surroundings. It was so peaceful and serene, calming.

She wanted to tell him even if he really did have to leave, he would be welcome any time. She wanted to say she felt as if she’d be willing to give up everything to go wherever it was that held such a claim on him. But to say those things would only remind them both how potentially short their time together was. Instead she leant closer and kissed him once more. This kiss slower, softer but no less passionate than the previous one they had shared. Her hand rose to stroke through his hair while her lips suckled and tasted his.

She rocked her hips gently against him beneath the water, Her nipples hard and surrounded by delicately puckered skin, caused by the cool water but the flesh now tingling from arousal. Sensations that had seemed almost permanently inside her since their first kiss swiftly began building inside her once more and the desire to be as close as was humanly possible became the only thing in her mind. She could feel the oddly stimulating combination of his warm body and the cool water against her sex as her hips flexed again and again. Her thighs relaxed their hold on him just enough to allow her to drop ever so slightly so that her flexing was now happening closer to his groin than his stomach.

Elena had never experienced such needs and desires. She’d heard of couples who were ‘at it’ all the time but thought most of it was bragging and exaggeration. But if she was honest, were it not for the need to eat, she would not have let Jacob out of bed yet, such was her need for him.
She sighed into his mouth as their kiss grew deeper, tongues entwined in an age old dance. Stroking and flicking back and forth between their mouths.

“Oh god, Jacob….what have you done to me…?” Elena murmured between kisses. “I’ve never needed, or wanted, anyone as much as I do you…”
She paused their kissing to nibble his jaw and suckle playfully on one earlobe before bringing her mouth back to his.

“It’s almost…almost like if I don’t have, if I can’t…if I can’t feel you inside me I’ll burst…I’ll break into a million pieces and scatter like the ripples on the lake…” She met his eyes once more, her tone husky and unquestionably filled with need. “Don’t make me break like that…please…please make love to me…”

 

[marauder13]

Once more seeing Elena naked made Jacob happier in a purely male way, but seeing the fun she was having joining him in the water was far more enjoyable for him to see. The dive seemed to be well practiced, and the track she took under the water showed she was more at home in the water than he was. Jacob yelped when Elena pinched his bum, but couldn't help smiling at the playfulness of the action.

He tried to decide how to respond to her when she swam over to him, pulling herself close to him and kissing him like no one had ever kissed him before. He had never felt such a driven kiss before, even some of his kisses carried less fire than hers did. He surrendered to her kiss, letting her give and take as she wanted. He simply blossomed in the light and heat of her show of affection.

“I’m so glad you’re here. I still can’t quite believe it…”

Jacob let the silence that drifted over them embrace him, support him and allow him to enjoy all he was experiencing. He had a beautiful woman in his good arm. her arms and legs wrapped around him, pressing her warm, soft, shapely body against him. The lake and surrounds were just perfect, a nearly impossibly serene environment to relax and be at peace.

Jacob was ready for the kiss when it came. The fire was still there, but this time it was controlled, focused rather than wild and raging. He responded automatically, teasing her a little, then taking the lead, guiding her and letting her take her delights. It was so natural for him to enjoy her kiss, and give her something wonderful in return. He became aware of the rocking of her hips, and it took a little while for him to realize that he was rocking his in time to hers as well. Then came the little drop that put her teasingly close to to tip of his cock. He would feel the brief waves of warmth as her rocking motion brought her close to him.

“Oh god, Jacob….what have you done to me…? I’ve never needed, or wanted, anyone as much as I do you…”

The onslaught of her mouth on his jaw and ear made it very difficult for him to think clearly.

"No... more than... what you have... ohhhhh... done to me."

“It’s almost…almost like if I don’t have, if I can’t…if I can’t feel you inside me I’ll burst…I’ll break into a million pieces and scatter like the ripples on the lake…”

The look she gave him almost made him melt. Her every action, word, tone and breath spoke to him clearer than anything else he had ever experienced before. He could feel her need for him, as it match his need for her. He wanted to horde as many good memories as possible for the time when he would be gone. He wanted to leave her with just as many if not more. He would gladly give to her her hearts desire.

“Don’t make me break like that…please…please make love to me…”

Jacob gave her a slow, gentle kiss as he helped to lower her down further, slipping himself within her. He softly gasped as the heat of her welcoming sex almost scorched him as she enveloped him slowly. His mouth was wide open as Jacob adjusted to the change about him. His eyes looked at Elena with a dreamy expression, then he started kissing water beads off her skin. He continued to do so as he slowly rocked himself within Elena. Short movements that pressed deep within her. Continual contact, with varying pressure.

As his confidence grew, the strokes got a little longer. The change in temperature from Elena's body and the water made their lovemaking more intense for Jacob. There was no splashing from their movements, just gentle ripples echoing out from them. The lake and the lands around them conveyed to Jacob peace, and he drew on that peace to allow him to take Elena slowly. He wanted to love her, treat her with the gentleness that she deserved.

He continued to take the water off her cool skin. He held his kisses in place until the coolness was gone. The taste of her skin was delicious, making sure that he tracked down every errant drop that he could reach with his mouth. He would occasionally let his teeth lightly scrape her skin, his sole concession to the desire to nip and bite.

"Thank you," he whispered in a deep, shuddering voice, "for showing me that I can love... someone." He allowed himself to be lost in her eyes before return to the blessed place where her lips and body could take him.

 

[Britwitch]

As Jacob slid inside her Elena felt her entire body tense for the merest of moments. There was something so perfect, so natural, about their union. It made her feel complete. No matter how clichéd that thought was, it was true. She honestly struggled to remember how she had lived before he’d come into her life. Their bodies met without resistance, his sex stretching hers just enough to intensify the pleasure coursing throughout her body.

Her legs wrapped tighter around his waist, feeling the muscles beneath taut skin, warm when compared to the water but cool when compared to the fire burning deep inside her. Every movement caused the smallest amount of coolness to seep into her sex, punctuating his thrusts and making her sigh. She held onto his shoulders, thankful the water helped take the weight of her body and prevent him straining his injury.

Every time his lips pressed against her skin, another soft sound left her lips. It was all so slow and so sensuous. She wanted to pull his mouth to hers, to make love to his mouth as he made love to her but the warm, softness of his lips against her body felt far too good to be interrupted. For they were making love, that was the only way to describe it, to describe what they were sharing.

Her sighs grew a little louder and more frequent as his strokes grew in depth but were still soft in comparison to previous sounds he had drawn from her lips.

"Thank you…for showing me that I can love... someone."

“Thank you for letting me be the one that you’ve chosen to share your love with…” Elena whispered, her voice a little hoarse with a sudden rush of emotion before she pulled his face to hers and kissed him. She loved him more than she knew how to express, how to explain. Tears pricked the backs of her eyes and a painful lump grew in her throat as the realisation no matter how much she loved him she was going to lose him hit her hard.

As she kissed him again, and again, tears slid out from under her closed lids and moved down her flushed cheeks. She tightened her arms around his shoulders and neck, trying not to sink under the massive wave of emotion that was washing over her.
“Oh I love you, I love you…” She whispered between kisses, slightly breathless, voice trembling.
“I’ve never known anything like this and I…I know…I know I never will again…”

Trying to push away the reality that was pushing down on her, she focused on the sensations Jacob was creating yet again inside her. It was as if their bodies were somehow linked, each knowing exactly what the other needed.

The world around them, in all its beauty, seemed to fade away. The lake made their movements graceful and slow, smooth. Almost like a dance.
Her hips moved back and forth in the water, matching his thrusts and gradually increasing their impact. The small amount of water between them began to slap quietly at their skin. She flexed her internal muscles and tightened her sex around him.

Elena’s head rolled back, wet hair arcing around her head and landing on her back, sticking in random chaotic waves across her skin. Her body rising and falling as Jacob slid back and forth within her. Her nipples grazed back and forth across his chest as she circled her hips slightly, changing the steps of their dance ever so slightly.

She brought her chin back down, her eyes smouldering into his. Wanting to kiss him again but wanting to see him more. Her hands slipping down to hold onto his shoulders, then onto his upper arms, then further down, under them to loop around his torso and hold lightly on his back. She could see the tension in his muscles, the strength that made her feel so safe in his embrace.

The cold water and Jacob’s actions had been stimulating her clit, slowly but steadily driving her towards another climax. Her sex began to clench around him, trying to draw him deeper as her hips moved as quickly as the water would allow. She knew this was a once in a life time experience, this time with Jacob, and she knew she would never forget it.