"Unexpected Item in Bagging Area"

At Jason's admission a smile crossed Miley's lips. She looked so happy, so content. Jason wished that he could freeze time so she could look like this for eternity.
"Me too!" Miley said her breath returning to normal.
Jason felt her hand descend his body and travel below the waistband of his boxers. The anticipation of her touch was maddening. Up until this moment he had been focused only on giving her pleasure, but as her small hand closed around his cock, his own need for release monopolized his thoughts.
"I am so glad to be with you I want to make you feel just as good as you made me."
She was stroking him lightly. She would work her fingers up the shaft and rub her palm over the head taking pre-cum with her to lubricate.
The sensation was incredible. The pace was slow but with purpose. Her hand gripped his cock firmly, but slid along its length with ease.
Jason let out a moan as she alternated between planting light kisses all over his face and neck and whispering his name. His hand that had been resting on her ass began kneading her cheeks. His arm that had been around her moved so his hand could go to work unfastening her bra.
It had been so long since Jason had been touched this way. Add the fact that he was so attracted to Miley and cared so deeply for her the sensations of the hand job she was giving him was steadily moving him toward release.
Miley's other hand made it's way to his waistband and started pulling his boxers down his thighs.
Jason was torn between letting her continue undressing him and touching her beautiful body. His need made the decision and he removed his hands from her and laid onto his back. He raised his hips and let her pull his boxers the rest of the way off.
 
Miley couldn't help it; she licked her lips appreciatively when Jason's cock was finally revealed to her. After having imagined what his naked body would look like for so long, it was such a thrill to finally have it on display for her. She loved how the skin of his cock was so smooth, but it was also so hard, like steel encased with velvet. She continued her strokes as Jason began to relax and allowed her to have complete control over his body. Every moan he made sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core.

The urge to wrap her lips around the head of his thick cock and take him into her mouth was one she was not going to ignore. Miley kept up her ministrations as she kissed down his neck heatedly, rushing to get to her goal. As she neared his belly button, she lowered her hand from his cock to his balls, cupping him gently. Her tongue followed the path of his happy trail down to the base of his cock, but not yet taking him in. She gave him feather light kisses all along it, before finally kissing the head and licking it briefly, smearing his pre cum onto her lips. Her tongue played all around it, tasting him from every angle. Finally, she herself couldn't resist, and moaned softly as she finally pressed her mouth down upon it, sucking gently on the head and swirling her tongue.
 
Jason was bare before her now. All of the insecurities he had ever had about being handsome enough. fit enough. or 'big' enough came to the surface the instant his underwear left his feet.
The doubts that he had started to fade just as quickly though as she continued to explore his body. Miley's mouth left him and much as the same way he had done to her began to plant a tril of kisses down his body. Her lips were hot, and wet against his skin. She was communicating a caring and a passion that Jason had never felt before with any previous lover.
Miley's hand was still stroking his prick gently, but with apurpose. Like a blind woman trying to feel every facet and line, she would move her hand along tis length at an agonizingly slow pace. It was such a sweet torture, and Jason would move and buck his hips trying to find firmer contact.
Her lips moved inc by inch down his chest and across his taught stomach. Each time her lips made contact, a jolt of electricity shot through Jason's entire being. Each muscle and nerve ending would contract and flex. His hand were digging into the mattress and making fists in the sheet. Jason was feeling selfish now. He had needed this for so long and now he was going to enjoy it.
Suddenly her hand left his cock and slid to his balls. Jason's disappointment and the lost contact was instantly replaced by elation as Miley's mouth traveled past his navel on a steady path to his member.
At the first contact over her hot tongue along his shaft Jason moaned his satidfaction. She was kissing his entire lenght from base to tip. They were light, tentative kisses , each one burned into the skin of cock from her passion. Miley planted a kiss directly in his cockhead and then dipped and swirled her tongue to take in his precum that was now increasing in flow.
"Oh God Miley, don't stop...please baby...don't stop..." Jason struggled to finish but his words were lost as her mouth enveloped him.
Jason's entire body rippled as she slid her mouth down his length. All of the saddness, lonliness, and anger of his past dissappeared as the woman he had wanted for so long began to suck him.
The word 'perfect' left his lips just barely above a whisper. Jason was lost in a sea of pleasure and hoped never to be found.
 
"Oh God Miley, don't stop...please baby...don't stop..." Jason moaned.

His words felt like a caress against her center, and Miley moaned slightly around his cock as her pussy clenched in pleasure. She quickly swallowed his pre-cum before pushing further down. Her hand gripped him at the base, slowing moving in time with her mouth. She started slow, languidly exploring him. He made her feel like a sexual goddess, the way he'd moan and grip the sheets so hard. Miley worked her tongue and lips against him, gradually picking up speed until her head and hand were bobbing up and down as fast as she could muster. She wanted him to cum. She wanted this wonderful man to feel just as good as he'd made her feel only moments ago. No one had ever made her feel such a strange combination of satisfaction and longing at once before.

Miley thought she heard him utter the word perfect, and her free hand tightened against her thigh in pleasure. He was perfect, but her lips were too busy wrapped around his cock to say the words. She wanted him so badly. Sucking his cock had her all riled up again, and her hand slowly slipped down her thigh, nearing her aching clit. She wished she could see the expression of ecstasy on his face as she worked him, but she was too intent on his pleasure to risk disrupting her rhythm.
 
Miley was using her mouth and hand in tandem to stroke Jason's cock. As her head would move up and down the length of his shaft her hand would follow and twist adding to the sensations pouring into his dick.
Jason was bucking his hips and turning his head from side to side delirious with lust. Her mouth was so hot and wet and the movements of her tongue sent jolt after jolt of pleasure through his body. He was fighting the urge to grab the back of her head and start fucking her mouth. He wanted to cum so badly that is was almost maddening.
Each time Miley would reach the base of his prick, he would thrust up trying to find her throat.
He was growling and moaning. every muscle would contract and release threatening to tear his body apart. At time he thought the pressure of his impending orgasm would be so great that he would explode into a million pieces.
Finally, he felt the distinct tingle in his balls. They were starting to tighten and draw close to his body. The pressure in his cock was becoming painful. He needed this so badly.
"God Miley it's so good...so good...don't stop...please baby don't stop. I'm gonna cum soon...please!"
 
Jason was very careful with her at first. Rather than grabbing her hair as she had his when he'd went down on her, his fists gripped the sheets. She could sense the urgency for release within him, but he only bucked his hips slightly, not wanting to choke her. Miley, however, wanted to give him as good as she got. With each downward slide onto his cock, she took him a little deeper each time. The threshold of his will power must have been at it's brink for Jason, because he'd begun to thrust up into her mouth when she took him deep, seeking the back of her throat. Miley sputtered around his cock a little whenever he did this, but she never slowed in her ministrations.

Miley whimpered around his cock when he groaned that he was close. Her own body tingled intensely in pleasure. She liked the praise he was giving her, the groans of his mouth and thrashing of his body. All spurned on her actions and filled her with pride. Pride at the fact that she was causing this all consuming pleasure to course through his veins. She moaned wantonly around his dick as she sucked him, tongue darting out again and again to add to his pleasure.
 
At his word Miley seemed not to back away, but intesify her actions. Her pace quickened and her lips drew tighter around him. She was now taking him in as far as she could and would even stifle a choke as he would contact the back of her throat.
Ther was no stopping him now. The burning in his balls had reached a pinnacle and his cock swelled even more as the first jet of cum left his cock. Over and over he ejaculated and as he continued to pump his seed into her still sucking mouth his body coiled lifting his shoulder up from the bed.
"Oh my god Miley!" Jason strained as she continued sucking him. His eyes were closed and an astonishing array of fireworks flashe behind his eyelids. His heart was pounding in his chest and ears and for a moment he thought he was going to black out.
To her credit Miley had never missed a beat, and swallowed everything he had given. As the tension in his body started to fade Jason layed back down on the bed. He was gasping, and tired, and had never felt better. This woman, who he had wanted and lusted after, but had never persued had given him more pleasure than the sum of all the lovers he had ever known.
Jason released the sheets that were clutched in his fists and lowered a hand to the side of her face. He pulled gently to let her know to release the cock she was still trying to milk for more, and join him in a kiss.
"Miley, come up here please." Jason whispered.
"Kiss me..."
 
Jason's cock jerked in her hand as the first wave of orgasm hit him. Miley didn't stop, but kept sucking him off slowly, drawing out his pleasure. Jet after jet of cum flooded her mouth. She swallowed what she could, and the rest stained her lips and a strand of it dripped down her chin to her breasts. The intensity of his orgasm was so strong she could practically feel it. Her own body heated further and pleasure pooled in her lower stomach. To give this man such bliss made her feel the delightful tingles herself. Her hand still worked his cock as he came down, milking him for all she could get. It's not as if his cum tasted sweet or anything, but to share in this intimate moment with him... Miley was glad to taste him, swallow all he had to offer her happily.

"Miley, come up here please," Jason said softly. He reached for her and gently cupped her face, drawing her away from his cock and back up to his level.

Miley smiled brightly and wiped his seed from her chin as she moved back up to face him. She lay over him on the bed, naked body sloped over his. She granted his plea and pressed her lips to his. Upon contact, that unique feeling overtook her once more, and she moaned softly into his mouth. Her hands tenderly grasped the side of his face, and she licked his outer lips tentatively, seeking entry.
 
Miley disengaged her lips from him and yielded to the gentle pull of Jason's hand. He watched as she wiped away the remnants of his cum that had overflown from her mouth. She was moving slowly, but deliberately planting light kisses along his chest and stomach as she lay o top of him.
Jason could feel her distended nipples scrape across his skin as her body shifted and then came to rest on top of him. He opened his eyes and was once again able to look into the beautiful brown eyes of the woman who had made him feel so much pleasure. They were shining and happy. Her whole face seemed to glow with a satisfaction of what she had been able to do to his body.
Jason felt her hands come to the side of his face and then her lips pressed against his. He felt her tongue brush against his mouth seeking out his own. Jason opened his mouth and once again found himself engaged in an epic battle of tongues. The kiss was hot, and wet, and full of passion, but lacked the desperation they had both shared earlier. This was a communication, a joining of body and soul sending a message of hope and pleasure to come.
He was falling in love with her and he knew it. He wrapped one arm tightly around her back while the other brought his hand to her ass.
'God she feels so good' he thought as his hands explored her body. he would slide one hand the length of her back from her neck to just above her hips as if giving her a massage. The pressure of his fingers would stretch and move her skin as he moved trying to feel every facet of her body. His other would caress and kneed both cheeks of her ass and then slide gently between them trying to memorize every square inch of her bottom.
Their mouths were continuing to battle and the heat of the touching and kissing was beginning to bring life back to Jason's recently spent penis. He wanted to touch and taste and enjoy her again and again. He knew that he would never be able to get his fill and he wondered if they could just spend forever like this.
 
The heat inside her never faltered, even as they kissed more and more. Miley savored each kiss they shared, each caress of his hand, each soft sigh or moan he made. She put so much more than passion into her kisses. There was love and honest and genuine care put in. She tenderly stroked the side of his face as he pulled her closer to him, connected at the lips. Jason's hand trailed down her back and came to rest on her ass and then back up again. His hands never stopped exploring her, and she loved him for it. Her own hands left his face and felt the muscles in his chest, his strong shoulders and forearms, and the smooth skin of his back. Their bodies and lips connected, they kissed and explored for what felt like hours, but neither knew for sure as they were lost to the pleasure of it all.

It was a slow, sensual pleasure that burned within her. Miley moaned again and again, soft, quiet, contented moans as their kisses and touches continued. As the moments passed, Jason became hard once more. She felt his penis begin to grow against her thigh, and her breathing became quicker. She swiveled her hips so it was settled between her legs, just the tip of it grinding against her clit.

"Jason..." she sighed, breaking the kiss as her feelings of pleasure escalated and her mind became foggy. She wanted to thrust her wet pussy onto his cock. "God, Jason!" She couldn't stop crying out as she moved her body against his. In the back corner of her mind, she tried to remind herself not to have sex, but her body was overtaken by pleasure and if he'd made a move to enter her, she would not have stopped him, lost as she was to the heat of the moment.
 
Jason could feel Miley move her body over hers. At last he could the heat and wetness of her pussy she slid it along the length of his rapidly inflating cock. Her pubic hair tickled the sensitive skin of his shaft sending jolt throughout his entire body. They were locked in a never ending torrent of kissing, licking and nibbling as there mouths tried desperately to devour on another. Jason's hands were everywhere. He would be caressing her back and then her breasts, stopping to gently twist and pull her nipples before making it's journey to her back.
Miley was busy exploring Jason as well. The feeling of her hands on his chest and arms caused goosebumps to rise and sent small shivers through his body. She would move and undulate her hips moving the head over her clit, and she would cry out "God, Jason!" at every contact with her button.
Jason wanted to slide into her, to feel her hot slick pussy envelop him as he entered her. He had visions of him on top of her, her ankles by his neck as he steadily pounded into her with all of his strength. The he would see her with her head on the pillow and her ass high in the air as he rammed into her from behind. He wanted to make love to her gently and slowly but the thought of being inside that tight wet channel for the first time spoke to his primal nature. He wanted to ravage her, maker her his own. He wanted to be the first she had ever known in that way, but he would never force her. He cared about her too much for that.
Jason broke the kiss, "Miley...if you're not ready...I understand baby. We have forever...I can wait as long at it takes" he whispered. He scanned her eyes looking for any trace of an answer.
 
Miley's physical desires had taken over her mind, and she moved her body against Jason's, rubbing her wet pussy along his shaft, and crying out his name every time the head of his enlarging cock hit her clit. "Oh God, Jason!" she'd cry, hands tightening on his chest, or shoulders, or back; wherever her hands happened to be at that time. She could already feel another orgasm building as she slid against his cock head again and again. Her breathing became shallower and she wasn't able to kiss him any longer, for her mouth was too busy moaning and calling out his name to work her tongue along his. Instead, Miley pressed her lips into the hollow where his neck met his shoulder and squeezed him tight. God, she never wanted him to stop. It was so good. It was perfect. It was everything she'd ever wanted. Whatever desire she had, he'd fulfill it.

Jason spoke, drawing her out of her erotic trance for a moment, "Miley...if you're not ready...I understand baby. We have forever...I can wait as long at it takes." Miley raised her head from his shoulder and kissed him fiercely at that. How could he still be in control, when she was practically writing against him? Surely any other man would have taken advantage of the situation by now. But not Jason. He was so sweet and caring and fuckkk did his hard body feel good against her own! She pulled back and looked into his eyes with great compassion, trying to clear her head. "I think we should wait," she forced herself to say. She wanted him to tell her he loved her first. She'd always wanted her first time to be really special, and this was special, but she needed him to be in love with her. Although she hoped, even thought he was, she needed to hear the words fall from his lips. Still, she did not stop grinding upon him. He was not inside her, but rubbing against her labia and hitting her clitoris over and over, eliciting moans of rapture from her lips. "Jason..." she breathed, "Please, make me cum again. Please Jason, I need it. God..." her fingernails were digging into his shoulders and her deep brown eyes were shining with longing.
 
"I think we should wait," she said breathlessly.
Miley continued moving her hips and sliding her now dripping nethers against his prick. She was clawing at him, digging her nails into the skin of his chest and arms.
The pain was like a drug to Randy. Like a shot of adrenaline straight to his heart. Everytime he would feel the burn of his skin after her nails passed over, it was like an unspoken confirmation that she wanted him.
He wanted to fuck her, no doubt, but he wanted it to be what she wanted as well. He cock was hardening steadily and he didn't know how much longer he would be able to resist the urge to enter her.
"Jason..." she said just above a whisper, "Please, make me cum again. Please Jason, I need it. God..." Her words were filled with need and desparation.
Jason, used his legs to roll them so he was on top of her. Without a word he thrust his hips forward smashing his cock into her clit and started moving his hips just enough to stimulate her. His hands wen to her wrists and he held them beside her head as he broke their kiss and started kissing down her neck until he was able to take a nipple between his lips.
He sucked lightly at first then became more agressive. He would release the suction of his lips and lightly close his teeth around her nub, just enough to pull a tiny bit. He would go from one breast to the other all the while grinding into her clit with his hard dick.
He released her wristes and started moving down her torso. He wanted to taste her again, and was making a trail of light kisses down her stomach as he went. As his cock slid from her pussy she whined in protest, but that was quickly replaced by a moan as his mouth enveloped her once again.
His hands came behind her knees and he spread her legs wide before him, giving him unfetters access to the delicious flower before him. A low "unhhh" left him as her slid his tongue across her little pink rosebud then plunged it into her entrance.
 
Miley cried out in complete ecstasy when Jason altered their positions so his body sloped over hers, and his cock rubbed hard against her clit. The pleasure was too intense and her hips twitched against his in response. He became slightly more gentle after that first initial thrust, rubbing the head of his cock against her cilt so the base brushed against her wet opening. Miley was in Heaven. He wasn't even inside her, and yet his cock already felt so wonderful against her sex. Perhaps her fingernails had been digging into his shoulders just a little too hard, because Jason grasped her hands in his and pushed them up against the headboard. Miley felt vulnerable as he placed kisses down her neck and body without being able to touch him in return, and she loved it. His lips clasped around her nipples once more as his cock continued to grind against her clit. The instant he released her hands, they flew to his shoulders once more and she pressed her groin insistently against his. She would probably cum like this, so she was displeased when he moved down her body, his cock leaving her sensitive center.

She began to protest, but those protests quickly turned into moans as his mouth enveloped her bud once more. She moaned his name and her head thrashed against the pillow. "Jason... you don't have... ohhhh....never mind. Fuck! Jason, please!" She was going to tell him he didn't have to go down on her again. She was not sure how pleasant an experience it was for him, but as he let out a soft moan against her sex and the feelings of pleasure grew within her stronger still, Miley urged him on. It wouldn't take her long to cum this time. Her body was already primed from her last orgasm, and now that she'd experienced the ultimate pleasure with Jason, she was convinced he could make her cum again, and believing is what it's all about, isn't it? She moaned, unabashed, as his tongue alternated between long strokes of her center and flicking against her clit. And it only took a few minutes before she was crying out yet again, "Fuck....Jason!" as she felt the first sensations of orgasm overtake her body.
 
In no time Miley began twisting and bucking her hips. She was cursing and then yelling his name over and over. She was trying to close her thighs round his head and Jason struggled to keep them spread wide. She was so hot and her pussy was sopping wet. Her sweet nectar was flowing in a steady stream and he wanted all of it.
Miley's hands came to his head and she grabbed his hair and thrashed her groin against his face as hard as she could. She was losing control and Jason loved it. It made him feel powerful and masculine, like he could make her body cum at his will.
He wanted to make her wait, to prolong the pleasure for both of them, but she was too far gone. Within minutes her entire body tensed and she screamed his name. she was breathing heavily and shaking.
Jason gave her clit one final kiss and released the grip he had on her legs and tenderly laid them on the bed.
She looked beautiful; glowing and sweaty with a smile of satisfaction. Her head was turned but he could see that her eyes were closed and he was pleased that she looked so happy. Jason moved to lay next to her, sliding until his flesh touched hers. He put his arm over her and placed a light kiss on her neck. Being with her had been so hot, and exciting. He could imagine them spending many nights pleasuring one another in this very bed.
Miley started to rouse and he pulled her into an embrace.
"You are wonderful..." he whispered "...and I have wanted you for so long..." he placed a light kiss on the end of her nose.
"...and I am never going to let you go."
 
Just before her second orgasm hit, Miley squeezed her thighs together, unable to take the pleasure. She nearly had to ask him to stop, it was that intense. Thankfully, Jason was strong enough to keep her still and diligent enough to bring her over the brink. She moaned passionately and gripped his hair tightly. She couldn't resist bucking against his face as she came.

Jason wrapped her back into his arms when she'd finished, and Miley was in awe of his skill. She'd never come with a man before, and had begun to think it wasn't possible. Jason had proved her wrong. Twice. His words filled her with joy and she squeezed him tightly. She felt like a romance novel heroine. It was too good to be true, but she was going to savor every second of you. "Jason, you have no idea how long I've wanted you," she said. "You make me feel amazing. I--I can't even express...."She kissed him softly, fatigue overwhelming her body as words failed her. It was then she felt his erection pressing against her thigh, and she offered, "Want me to take care of you again?" The words were accompanied by a knowing smirk and a gentle slide of her hand towards his cock. Although she was tired, she wanted to make him feel the way he'd made her feel yet again. He more than deserved it, and she loved making him feel good. It made her feel sexy and capable and on top of the world.
 
"Jason, you have no idea how long I've wanted you...you make me feel amazing. I--I can't even express...." she punctuated her statement by engaging him in another searing kiss.
Jason could see the exhaustion in her eyes. It had been a long night full of emotion and passion, and although his body showed otherwise, he was beginning to feel weary.
It seemed Miley had felt him hardening against her thigh as she started to move her hand in between them.
"Want me to take care of you again?" she said as a playful smile crossed her lips.
Part of him did, but the rest of him sought to just lay with her and enjoy having her in his bed.
He placed his hand on top of hers stopping its travel.
"Could we just hold each other for a while?" he said lifting her hand to his chest. "I am really loving just lying here close to you."
He moved in to kiss her tenderly once more.
 
Miley laughed openly at his words. They echoed what many women had told their men throughout the centuries. He wanted to hold her and just be close, no need for any more sexual exertion. It was ironic coming from a man, but she understood. She returned his kiss and when they parted she said, "Okay, but I might fall asleep, just so you know." Miley kissed his pectoral briefly before setting her head down fully and closing her eyes. She rested her head on his chest, listening to his heart and feeling the rise and fall off his chest. Her leg wove through his, and her hand slowly traced mindless patterns upon his skin. She felt so close to him, both emotionally and physically. She realized she didn't know all that much about him though. Yes, she knew the basics and several stories he'd told her at work. She knew of his drive and passion, smarts and kindness, but she didn't know about his past or hopes and dreams. Still, she felt close, and knew they would have plenty of time to discover more about each other in the morning and beyond.
 
"Okay, but I might fall asleep, just so you know." she said trailing kisses down his chest before resting her head there.
Jason's eyes were closed and he could feel her fingers tracing unreadable shapes on his skin. He was growing drowsy and the weight and warmth of her against him brought a feeling of comfort that made sleep inevitable. He could feel himself slipping away to a dreamland where they were together and happy. Images of a wedding and children would burst into view of his imagination causing a small smile to subconsciously form. He saw them working and loving and growing old together, an entire lifetime condensed into random images. Just before he slipped away to rest he whispered, "Thank you Miley."
 
Miley slept the best she ever had. After two mind blowing orgasms, sleep came quick. She felt so comfortable, warm, and protected. It was everything she'd ever wanted with a man, and she wanted to savor it for as long as she could. She did not hear his thanks, for she dozed off before him. She did not remember any dreams come the morning, but only peace and comfort.

***

As the sun streamed in through his blinds the next day, Miley woke slowly, blinking in defense of the harsh rays. She curled into Jason's side, amazed that this wasn't a dream. Last nights events flashed before her eyes, and she blushed in remembrance. She wasn't resting on his chest any longer, but her backside was nestled against him in a spooning position. Miley wiggled against him slightly before turning around and kissing his neck. She wasn't sure if he were awake yet, and she was content to wait for him.
 
Jason was shaken out of his deep slumber by the feel of warm skin on his hip and then the feel of warm soft lips on his neck. The memories of last night started playing through his mind like a series of slides each one hotter then the next. Vivid images of Miley's body and memories of how she felt and tasted rushed in causing a smile to creep across his lips before he even opened his eyes.
This was the first time that he had ever awoken in this bed with company. However, instead of feeling new or different, it seemed as natural as if he had been waking the same way for years. He slowly turned his head toward the direction that the kiss had come from and blinked as his eyes adjusted to the morning light.
There was an angle lying beside him with her back nestled against his body. He turned on his side so he could spoon with her and as if the most natural thing in the world his arm wrapped around her and his hand covered her left breast.
"Good morning angel" he said placing a light kiss on the back of her neck. "How did you sleep?"
 
Miley sighed contentedly when Jason slid up behind her and took her in his arms. One hand cupped her supple breast as the other hugged her waist. She hummed happily at his kiss and words. So she was an angel now? It sounded like an endearment from one of the romance books she used to read in high school, but she did not mind in the slightest. Her ex always used to call her babe. It had felt so impersonal and possessive. But angel... Angel was sweet, and even though she didn't feel like one, it was a figure of great goodness, grace, and beauty, and she would accept the term readily.

She inclined her head towards him to reply, "Wonderfully. What about you?" She settled into his embrace more fully. Her head was resting comfortably against the pillow and his naked body was pressed against her backside, keeping her warm and sending tiny tremors of warmth through her. "I still can't believe this is real," she laughed gaily, reaching a hand back and caressing his thigh.
 
"I have never slept better." he said as she got comfortable in his embrace. There bodies were pressed tightly together and he was enjoying the warmth they shared.
As her hand lightly touched his thigh she told him with a giggle, "I still can't believe this is real."
Jason moved his lips to nuzzle her neck, placing several feather light kisses on her skin.
"I know what you mean. I have awakened in this bed for so long alone, yet now that you are here with me, it seems like the most natural thing in the world."
He tightened his arms around her in a warm hug. they laid like that for a while and then reality started to seep back into Jason's brain.
"I guess we should get ready for work. I can make us some breakfast and then we can take a shower."
The feel of her against him was awakening his body as well as hind mind. His cock was nestled snuggly next to her bottom and as he pulled her tighter to him, he began to come alive. Her touch coupled with the memories of the evening prior were starting to replace thoughts of starting their day with the longing to replay last nights events.
"Or maybe we could get breakfast on the way and shower... together." he whispered kissing her neck lovingly."
 
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