A small step forward

Nov 04, 2012 18:47

To say it was another too warm day would be an understatement, because it seemed this summer that all their days were too warm. Which had lead Dana and Joe to spending more time out in their private area, enjoying the gazebo and the river to their fullest. He's not sure what day they hadn't spent out here in the afternoons at least after they'd ( Read more... )

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wantstheroad November 5 2012, 04:16:36 UTC
He'd argue that it should help her confidence. He'd taken insult for her when Rachel had tried to become Mistress, had tried to insinuate that Dana couldn't please him. Because to him, Dana pleased him more than any woman ever had. She made him smile, made him laugh, enjoy life all the more. He'd fallen in love with the woman by his side for her smile, her wit, the conversations they'd had together. And she wasn't faulty, she was broken and it was his fault. And yes, he did still want her. He would always want her. And she was allowed to be selfish some after his transgressions, to let him please her and never help until she was ready.

And his waiting had brought them here. To her wanting of her own accord to touch him. To get over those fears that still plagued her.

The way his hips jerk slightly as he gives another groan at the way her fingers play along him should help be answer enough on how it feels. She feels amazing, if teasingly infuriating at the same time. He wanted more, wanted her to stroke him. But he also knew she needed to go slow, that he had to try to reign in his wants right now.

"You feel... amazing, Dana...so amazing," he answered with a panted breath. His eyes were hooded as he watched her and his hand slowly guided her smaller hand to grip him if she lets him, how to stroke him.

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siswinchester November 5 2012, 04:29:53 UTC
Dana would be glad to hear it, to know that pleasing him had not to do with giving physical pleasure. Though he did that in spades for her on top of being the wonderful man he was to her now. What's more, Dana would gladly go the rest of her life with never having to face his manhood again or being intimate like that with him again if she could. But she knew, deep down, that that life would never be a fully happy one for Joe.

And so she does want to touch and look at him of her own accord, fight her demons and her fears that haunted her still.

His sounds are so...so amazing. It sends thrills down her spine and makes moisture pool between her thighs. Pupils blown dark, she finally releases her lip from teeth, licking her lower lip of the indents she's left in the flesh.

Panting herself, she let's him guide her hand, small and lithe as she curls her fingers around his rigid and pulsing length, slowly pumping down over him.

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wantstheroad November 5 2012, 04:37:20 UTC
He wasn't so shallow as to think that pleasure only came from the physical. She gave him emotional and mental pleasure in spades and he did love it. Love her for it. And she could give it up so easily because she didn't know how good it could be. Yes, he knew how good pleasures of the physical could be because of other women, but he wanted none but her if he was to have that again. And he would miss it, feel like they weren't complete without it. But he was trying not to push her, to give her time and space to slowly get to where she needed to be to face it.

He's hoping that the more she explores him with hand, and maybe later with mouth, the more it will help to sooth the fears and demons that still linger in her mind.

He'll be very happy to help her with that pooling pleasure in her after she's had her fill of exploring him, of helping him. He loves the taste of her, the sounds of her. And that's also why he's never asked her to help him. He doesn't please her to gain anything but her happiness, her pleasure for the sake of her pleasure.

As she seems to be getting it his hand will fall away so she is touching him all on his own, hips rocking with that slow pace that she's setting as he groans low. His one hand will slide around her to draw her closer for a kiss as fingers tease along her side gently.

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siswinchester November 5 2012, 04:52:37 UTC
At one time Dana had been sure that's the only pleasure Joe had wanted from her. He'd thrown her down and used her and look at where that had taken her. How long it had taken her to even get here. Maybe things would have gone easier if he hadn't done what he had, but there was no fixing the past.

And she's hoping that as well. She...she wants to be close to her husband. She wants him to be happy in every way she can manage. To not disappoint him by keeping his body at arms length while still allowing him to pleasure her day in and day out.

The way his hips rock, the sound he makes, it's all very...erotic. Sensual as she watches his muscled body stretch out along the bed and pillows, his cock hard and thick and hot as she stroked up and down, her grip tightening a fraction.

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wantstheroad November 5 2012, 05:06:26 UTC
Truth be told, he was certain things would have gone easier if he'd let her wait and get to know him before they'd become intimate. But much as he wanted to, he couldn't take back what he'd done to her. All he could do is try to heal the pain he'd caused over time.

He would say they are close. He would already do anything for her, and anything to protect her. And he's happy in almost every way. There's not a disappointment in her keeping him at arms length so much as a pain. That she still fears him, because of the monster he'd been their first night.

The octave lowers a fraction as she tightens her grip, hips rocking a little faster, trying to encourage that hand to move faster as she strokes him. He nips at her jaw as he makes those low sounds, body writhing slightly at the pleasure. He's not sure how long he'll last right now, with having her touch finally after all these months. "Dana... so good..."

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siswinchester November 5 2012, 05:15:22 UTC
Dana wished so much to not fear him. Of having him naked and above her. To feel or see his cock and instinctively flinch. Every inch of Joe was gloriously muscled and tanned and beautiful. Even the very thing she feared, now that she had looked at it, was beautiful.

As his hips begin to rock faster, she takes that as a sign to move her hand at a quicker pace, pumping up and down around him now at his encouragement. Making a soft sound as his teeth nipped at her jaw, she turned her head, catching him in a deep kiss, needing the contact to ground her and her still slightly frazzled nerves about the new situation. "Just want to please you Joe..."

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wantstheroad November 5 2012, 05:23:28 UTC
Well, if it would help any of her fears, she could always be on top their first time. Control how fast or slow they went, how fast or slow her body took him in as she got used to him. And she'd be able to see all of him as they both took pleasure in her laying with him. All of this muscled, tanned body was hers to tease and play with as she wanted, really.

His hips rock with a low, panted breath before she claims his mouth. He melts under her, hips still keeping time with her hand as he feels his pleasure mount. His mouth opens to allow her tongue access if she wants to slip it into his mouth and his hand slides up into her hair to grip it at the nape of her neck. "You do...gods you do...Dana..." His words are breathier, almost close now.

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siswinchester November 5 2012, 05:27:54 UTC
Perhaps. If they ever got there. She'd need guidance and patience. And above all, she needed his love.

Moaning out low into his mouth, her tongue eagerly accepted entrance into his hot mouth, snaking in and twining with his own as she felt him continue to thrust himself up through the grip of her hand. He pulsed almost impossibly harder in her grip and she gasped as he grasped her hair, running her thumb over his leaking slit and biting at his lower lip gently.

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wantstheroad November 5 2012, 05:32:24 UTC
She had his love, and he thinks that he has proven rather well that she also had his patience. Letting her choose when she was ready. And he would go as slow as she needed always, guiding her with a gentle hand.

His own tongue teased and rubbed against hers, as they kissed. All his sounds were now fed to her as his hips moved with her hand, though his eyes shut close when her thumb slide over the slit, smearing his stickiness. There's a lower sound as his hips move just a little faster and he nips back at her lower lip just as gently. "Close... Dana..."

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siswinchester November 5 2012, 05:42:55 UTC
Dana was definitely wet, aroused and aching for Joe the longer he panted and groaned out beneath her. Panting into his mouth, she was slipping her tongue back in, as if trying to devour him as she moved her hand to match his pace, squeezing tighter and rubbing her breasts against his side.

"Joe..."

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wantstheroad November 5 2012, 05:45:28 UTC
Hearing her say his name like that was dizzying for him, he could feel it straight down his spine to his throbbing manhood. And it's not long after her hand squeezes him tighter that he's arching as he cries out into her mouth as she devours him. He pulses as he spills sharply over her hand, hot and sticky and god so good.

"DANA!"

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siswinchester November 5 2012, 05:52:00 UTC
Oh. God, she'd never heard Joe cry out her name in such a way before. Dana was familiar with doing it for him, but she'd never earned the reaction from him. It was intoxicating and pleasing within itself, self satisfying.

Swallowing his sounds down eagerly, she felt him shoot hot, thick streams of his release over her hand and fingers, sticky and sliding as she slowly stopped stroking him. Pulling away from his mouth, she tips her forehead against his own, resting and listening to him breath. She'd done it. She'd touched him and brought him pleasure.

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wantstheroad November 5 2012, 05:56:26 UTC
He continues to buck a little until she stops stroking him, slumping then against the bed as he pants. Eyes closed, his arm slides around her to hug her more to him as he gives a low, pleased sound as he tries to regain his breathing. She'd been amazing, especially for someone that feared that piece of him.

His nose brushes against hers as he slowly opens his eyes, looking as lazy and sated as she usually feels after he's pleased her. And he can't help but kiss her softly. "You're wonderful, my Dana." Even his tone has a thick, lazy edge to it. Pleasure had never been so wonderful, really, than at her hand.

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siswinchester November 5 2012, 05:59:21 UTC
Dana loves that glazed, sated look to his blue eyes as he flickers them open up at her, unable to help her bright smile at his words.

Leaning down to kiss him back just as softly, she lifts her unsoiled hand up to cup his cheek, her own eyes glinting with pride and pleasure. "Just for you my Prince." She murmurs, content with settling her body in against his own.

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wantstheroad November 5 2012, 06:02:49 UTC
It's a look that is all hers. One that only she will see for the rest of his life. And her bright smile is contagious, making him smile all the more. The way she looks pleased with herself is just perfect, he's proud of her for not letting her fears control her.

Head tipping into her touch, he hums happily. "And I am just for my Princess." His fingers tease along her hip lightly, just to feel skin at the moment. "Do you need anything, my love?"

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siswinchester November 5 2012, 06:12:27 UTC
Dana would be more than upset if any other woman ever got to see this look in his eyes. Get to feel and kiss and touch him. She wanted him to just be hers...

Nuzzling in against his jaw at his hum, Dana shifted, minding the mess they had made on his belly, kissing down to his neck gently. "I only need you my Lord."

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