A/N: Many thanks to theicemenace for permission to tag one of her "Friendship Files" stories again and to RoryFaller for the Beta. This one is for "Not So Random Acts of Friendship."
Not So Random - The Tag
He shook the bottle of polish she had chosen and was startled when she took it from him and set it aside. She rose up onto her knees, crawled to him then one hand came up to touch him on the cheek. He gasped at the contact then again when her lips touched his, just a small intake of breath. Pulling her onto his lap he leaned her back and followed her down.
Her hand traveled down his neck, across his chest then worked its way under the edge of his t-shirt to touch his skin. He moaned and she swallowed the sound before it could escape. Turnabout was fair play so he lifted the edge of the t-shirt she slept in and used his fingers to examine the ridges of her spine all the way up to her shoulders and down again.
They continued to touch each other through their clothes until Rodney finally put a stop to it. He had a meeting in the morning and sleep beckoned. Pulling her back against his chest, he moved her hair aside and kissed her neck. She sighed in contentment and closed her eyes whispering, "I love you, Rodney." A few minutes later they were both asleep.
*****
Rodney slowly became aware of his surroundings and the fact that he was sleeping on a very hard surface. He moaned in dismay. Oh, crap! We're in jail…again. This has to be Sheppard's fault…again! His eyes opened just the barest crack. When he saw the spires of Atlantis he sagged in relief. Okay, not in jail or prison. So, what am I doing sleeping on the…Oh, yeah, the slumber party and…Jennifer! He moved his head and looked around. The others had apparently gone back to their quarters because he was alone on the balcony. No, not alone.
A feeling of contentment and warmth surrounded him when he remembered what had happened during the night. The woman he loved returned his feelings and the warmth wasn't just emotional, it was physical.
He looked down. Jennifer was spooning him from behind, a slender arm across his chest and one leg thrown over and between his. Because she was in her pj's she was not wearing a bra. He could feel the hard tips of her breasts pressing into his back. Her warm breath on his neck brought him quickly to a minor state of arousal, his semi-erection pushing at the front of his pants. Oh, man! If she does this to me just by breathing on my neck what would happen if she…
A gasp escaped when the hand on his chest slid down and began to rub him through his pants. "Mmm. Is that for me?" She rose up on one elbow and looked him in the face, her blonde hair loose. It made her look sweet and sensuous at the same time. "Morning, handsome."
He rolled to his back and took her in his arms. "Morning, beautiful. And yes, that is for you, that is if you, uh, well, what I mean is, if you don't, uh, then…" He stopped talking when her hands framed his face and she kissed him. "Mmm. That feels like a yes."
She kissed him again as her hand slipped down to once again stroke him making him even harder. While she did that he trailed a hand down to the waistband of her pajama bottoms following it around to her spine and slipping under the material to touch the cleft of her bottom. A quick intake of breath greeted his quest so he ventured a little further and squeezed one cheek.
"Oh! That's more than a yes, Rodney. That's an if-you-don't-make-a-move-soon-I'm-going-to-scream!"
The hand in the back of her pants came up to her shoulder and pulled her on top of him. Her legs straddled his hips and she used this position of power to rub against him increasing her level of arousal at the same time his amped up. "Keep doing that and this will be over before it can begin." He told her with a sheepish grin.
Her smile matched his in the amount of heat it generated. "Oh? Then I guess we'd have to start at the beginning and keep doing it until we get it, mmm, right."
"Okay."
*****
"Zelenka to McKay." Radek sighed when he received no answer to his third call to his department head. He tapped the headset again. "Zelenka to Keller." Again he got no answer. He turned to the group assembled in the conference room and shrugged.
"Why don't you start, Doctor Z? I'm sure he'll be here soon." The young Korean female scientist blushed when he turned his gaze on her. She had a bit of crush on the Czech and had been trying to get his attention. Unfortunately, he barely noticed her unless she'd done something wrong.
"Doctor, uh…"
"Kwon. Frances Kwon, sir, quantum chemistry. Uh, you can call me Fran."
"Fran, Doctor McKay has called for this meeting and did not share his agenda with me so we cannot start until he arrives."
"Oh." She looked down at her laptop then back up to him. "May I ask why you called Doctor Keller?"
Radek pushed his glasses back up his nose. "Rodney spends much time in the Infirmary and I thought that he might have gone there."
"So, what do we do until he arrives, sir?"
"I-"
Teyla entered at that moment. "Hello, everyone. I am here to give you a message from Doctor McKay. He will be unable to conduct this meeting. You will be contacted when it can be rescheduled."
"But why?" Radek, like any other scientist disliked having others waste his time.
"He is…indisposed."
"Is he ill?"
The Athosian could not cover up the twinkle in her eyes. "Somewhat. Doctor Keller is already attending to his…needs. I am certain that he will be up and around very soon."
"Thank you." He shrugged again then gathered up his laptop and other paraphernalia as did the other scientists. They filed quietly out and went back to their work areas. Teyla saw that Radek and the dark-haired female scientist, Frances Kwon, were talking animatedly together. It was gratifying to see that Radek was finally taking an interest in someone.
Teyla watched them go with a sigh. She did not like to lie though it was not really a lie, just a twisting of the truth.
*****
Jennifer pushed herself upright with her hands on his chest then gathered the fabric of his t-shirt and exposed him to her gaze. Leaning forward, she kissed him on the lips, chin, neck and sternum then rubbed her fingers over his flat male nipples making him gasp.
He used his hands to lift her shirt so he could see her breasts. He handled them delicately, as if they were fragile and priceless, just holding them in his hands. "You have the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen." His tone was reverent.
"You seen lots of them, have you?" She clenched the muscles of her buttocks and brought her legs tighter against his hips.
"Not as many as I'd have liked and none at all in quite a while." His eyes met hers and something flickered in their depths that he was at a loss to interpret.
Her hands came up to cover his urging him to squeeze the fleshy globes. He obliged her and was rewarded with a gasp then a moan as he lightly pinched her nipples. Eyes closed, her head tipped back as she leaned into his grasp. "Oh, Rodney! Please, I need…"
He rolled her onto her back reaching between them to slide his hand again beneath her pajama bottoms. "What do you need, Jennifer? Tell me."
"You," she panted. "I need…need you to, oh, God, please touch me, Rodney!"
He eased his hand between her thighs. As soon as he pushed the tips of his fingers inside, she gasped his name and her hands clutched him tight as she rode the wave of her orgasm. When he felt the contractions begin to fade, he gently kissed her lips.
She was embarrassed at how quickly she had gone over the edge. Of course, it was her first real orgasm so maybe it was not so surprising. When she could think again, she looked up into his face. "I'm sorry. We should have done that together."
He stretched out next to her and pulled her into his arms, kissing her damp temple. "No, that was amazing. You are amazing."
"But I've never…at least not like that."
"Really?"
The blush on her cheeks was sweet. "Yeah, somehow it's not the same if you have to, um, do it yourself."
"True."
"Speaking of which, I think it's your turn." Before he could protest, she pushed him onto his back and had his pants undone so she could reach inside and touch him. She smiled at his Doctor Seuss boxers. He automatically lifted his hips when she pulled his pants down to completely expose him to the morning air.
"Uh, Jennifer, what are you-"
"Sh! Don't worry. Jennifer will take good care of you." She sat back, pulling her bottoms off leaving her naked from the waist down as well. Straddling his lap, he felt her hot, tight warmth surrounding him before he could formulate a response had he been able to.
"Oh, God, Jennifer! You feel so…so…" His hands grasped her hips to help her raise and lower herself. He felt his orgasm building but she could not possibly be ready yet and he did not want to do this without her so he flipped her onto her back to take a small measure of control.
"But, Rodney-"
"Trust me?"
"Absolutely!"
"Good." He pushed into her over and over again, just a small, tiny movement, as he reached between them locating that sensitive pearl of nerves. His calloused fingertip feathered over it ever so gently and he was gratified to hear her breath hitch signaling that she was building again.
"R-Rodney…I can't…believe…I'm so close a-a-again." She locked her gaze with his. "But you needn't wait for me."
He pulled most of the way out and all ten of her nails dug into his back keeping him in place. It hurt but in a good way. He wanted her mark on him, to know that he belonged only to her as she belonged only to him. "Ladies first!" he insisted and thrust deep over and over again.
A low whine began to swell from her throat and he felt her contractions once again. Her climax released the rein he had on himself, and he pounded into her once, twice, three times, and came with a blinding ferocity.
Shuddering with satisfaction, he eased down on top of her, scooped her close and rolled to his side. The little aftershocks of her orgasm pulsed around him. He stroked a hand down her hair as her warm breath whispered over his ear. "Oh, Rodney, that was…"
The sound of voices coming down the hall broke the spell that had woven itself around them as they rolled away from each other. She slipped her pajama bottoms back on while he pulled his up pants and yanked the zipper up. They surged to their feet looking around for escape or somewhere to hide. Finding neither they made a silent agreement to brazen it out.
*****
Sheppard and Ronon walked onto the patio to find a blanket and pillow on a floor littered with the remnants of pork rinds, pretzels, M&M's, limes and an empty bottle of tequila. The rail was lined with empty beer bottles and shot glasses.
"See? I told you that bottle came from here and…" Sheppard was saying to the big Satedan.
"…and that is why you should never eat oysters in a month without an 'R' in it." Jennifer was saying to Rodney.
He nodded understanding. They were sitting side by side on the long padded bench, close but not too close. "John! What brings you here so early in the morning?"
"I could ask you the same thing."
"We're just, uh, watching the sunrise."
"Huh." John's eyes took in Jennifer's blonde hair sticking up all over the place, her pajama bottoms that were inside out, the fact that Rodney's bright blue boxers were caught in his zipper and the aroma of… Yeah. It smells like sex out here. He put two and two together and came up with…Whoa!
"Okay. Did, uh, someone have a party last night that they didn't invite us to?"
"Who? Us? Of course not. We, uh, found…it…this…way." John looked as if he did not believe them. "We'll, uh, be happy to clean it up though, won't we, Jennifer?"
She smiled brightly. "Yes. Yes, of course we will, Rodney." Even to her own ears the casual cheerfulness in her voice sounded forced.
"You know, you missed an important meeting this morning."
"What?!" Rodney looked at his watch. "Oh, crap! I guess I, uh, probably overslept." He stood as did Jennifer and together they started gathering up the remains of the slumber party. John and Ronon watched them for a few minutes then left the way they had come.
The two men walked silently down the hall and stepped into the transport. Just as the door closed, Ronon said, "They had sex, didn't they?"
To which John replied, "Yeah" with a smirk just as the light engulfed them and they disappeared.
Back on the patio, Rodney and Jennifer stopped cleaning to share a look.
"Do you think they believed us?" She asked as they piled the detritus from the party onto her blanket for easy removal.
Rodney nodded. "No!" There was a short space of silence before he opened his arms. She stepped into them and he enfolded her in his embrace, kissed her on the temple and brushed the hair from her face. They both started laughing.
*****
It was very early morning in the infirmary and Jennifer was alone sitting in front of her workstation. Her thighs and breasts ached but in a good way. She had tried working on her research but couldn't concentrate. Everything reminded her of Rodney.
She could not help watching the clock. Her relief would be in shortly and she planned on surprising Rodney by letting herself into his room and climbing into bed with him. He had to be on duty by 0800 so even if they only slept in the same bed together for a couple of hours she would be happy just to be close to him. And now that she knew that the sex was good she'd make sure they did it more often. Good? Oh, no! As Tony the Tiger would say, it was gr-r-r-reat! Not that I've had many experiences to compare it to but it was great for me! I wonder what the protocol is for discussing past sexual histories. Should I ask the staff psychologist? Amanda? Carson? No, not Carson! It'll be embarrassing enough to speak to another woman about this. I don't think I can talk about sex to someone who is like a surrogate father, even if he is a doctor.
"Jennifer? Jennifer!" Amanda was snapping her fingers to get her attention.
"Oh, sorry. I was…"
"In your happy place? No kidding!" Her eyes sparkled with humor. "By the way, congratulations."
"What do you mean?" Jennifer crossed her arms, not able to meet her eyes.
Now she laughed out loud. "You're kidding, right? You and Doctor McKay finally did some mattress dancing didn't you?"
"Wh-what gives you, uh, that idea?"
"You are glowing. You might as well have a sign around your neck that says, 'I had sex last night and it was gr-r-r-reat!'" She waved her hands in the air unconsciously mirroring Jennifer earlier thoughts. The young doctor looked at the floor and said nothing. "Come on. Spill it. There's something besides sex on your mind right now."
Jennifer stood and paced to the exam table, turned and rested her hips against it. "Well, yes and no. I…haven't exactly had a lot of experience with being, you know, intimate with the opposite sex. I'm not sure of the…protocol involved in discussing past, um, associations." She forced herself to look Amanda in the eye. "He deserves to know the truth, a-a-about me, I mean, that I was…"
Amanda got what her friend was not exactly saying. She went to her and put an arm around her shoulders. "You were a virgin when you and Doctor McKay…?"
"No. But I might as well have been because my one and only experience left more than a little to be desired."
"Is there a chance that this previous experience could cause difficulty for the two of you at some point down the road?"
Jennifer rolled her eyes and suddenly had to move or jump out of her skin. "Yes. No. Maybe. I-I-I don't know!" She waved her arms in the air helplessly. "It's possible. I mean I wasn't…forced but still…"
"My advice, which you are free to take or not, as you see fit, is to tell him but make sure you are on neutral ground. Talking about past relationships can be a real mood killer so enjoy just being together without worrying about getting naked. A glass of wine or two to help you relax during dinner then bring it up. Telling him will encourage him to do the same if he has something in his own past that he thinks you should know about." Jennifer had come back to stand next to her again. Amanda bumped Jennifer's shoulder with her own. "If I've learned one thing about Doctor McKay over the years it's that when he loves he does so with his whole being. It's all or nothing for him. He already loves you, and nothing you could tell him will change that."
"But what about…"
"Katie? He didn't really love her. I could see it in his eyes, the way he conducted himself around her especially in public. He thought he loved her but wasn't in that relationship with both feet or they'd still be together. With her it was more like he was in love with the idea of being in love. I think he saw what his sister had, how happy she was with her husband and wanted the same thing so badly that he was willing to settle for less than the best." Amanda forced Jennifer to look at her with a hand on her chin. "Go. Get some sleep. You're off tonight so make some plans, talk to him…then get naked."
*****
Jennifer entered the Mess Hall and stopped just inside the door. There he is! Her heart swelled. She wanted to drag him away from the bright lights, strip him naked and have her way with him, again and again and again until they were too tired to keep going. They would sleep for a few hours and do it all over again, but first they had to talk. She took a deep breath, pasted on a cheery smile and headed for the table. He's already gotten me something to drink. How sweet!
"Hey!"
"Oh, hey." He stood and held her chair. "I was beginning to think I got the time wrong."
"Sorry I'm late."
When she looked up at him and smiled he gave in to temptation and kissed her. He almost lost it when she moaned into his mouth but he forced himself to sit across from her without touching her further. He was not much for public displays of affection but she made him want to forget about everyone else and take her right there.
"So, what would you like for supper? I think they have meatloaf and spaghetti."
"Could we…talk first? Maybe go out to the patio for a little privacy?"
Nonononono! She's dumping me already?! "Uh, sure."
Though the patio was sparsely populated at this hour, she led the way to a table in the corner as far from the others as possible. "Um, what I have to say is sort of a good news/not-so-good news thing, but I think it's important that you know something about me, about my…past."
"You don't…"
"Yes, I do. Now just listen and don't interrupt." She pointed a finger at him. "I mean it or you won't be getting lucky with me again for the foreseeable future." Liar! He can have you anytime he wants. All he has to do is…smile. Yeah, just like that! Argh! Focus, Keller! Focus!
His eyes widened then he mimed locking his lips and hiding the key. Okay, so she isn't dumping me. But what…
"I know you're supposed to lead with the good news, but too bad. I'm running this show so, first, the not-so-good news." She hesitated then, steeling her resolve, plunged ahead. "Before this morning I'd only been intimate with one man…ever, and just the one time.
"It was my third year of medical school and he was the TA for my Family Medicine class. We always seemed to be in the library, cafeteria or the off-campus coffee shop at the same time so we often sat together and talked. Near the end of the year he told me he…cared about me but that any relationship beyond the platonic was prohibited because of his position. I told him I felt the same way and that we could find a way to be together if we really wanted to. He agreed and we began to meet secretly off campus for dinners, movies and other, you know, date-like activities. One night we got caught in a heavy rainstorm. The streets flooded and I wasn't able to get back to my apartment so he said I could sleep on his sofa. Well, long story short, I didn't sleep on the sofa.
"The next morning he dropped me off in front of my apartment building, didn't even kiss me good-bye, and then he was gone. He never came back to school and I never saw him again. I found out later that he'd left amid allegations of inappropriate behavior with other female students. But none of that is important. What does matter is if I had gone by that one less-than-stellar experience, if I hadn't known that it should have been better than it was, then I would never have…" She paused for breath and a long drink of her iced tea. She could see how hard it was for Rodney not to say anything and just the fact that he had not made her love him even more.
"Okay, enough wallowing. Now for the, hopefully, good news." She came around the table and sat next to him, taking him by the hand. "Rodney, this morning was…indescribable." She blushed. "Not only was it my first real orgasm, it was so hot, so fantastic, so…unbelievably incredible that it will, forevermore, be that experience by which I judge all other, uh, experiences. Now don't freak out but…I want any and all of those future experiences to be with you and only you. No one else. If this morning was the only time you and I were together that way then it would have to be my last time ever because I can't imagine doing it with anyone else." She looked into his eyes but the man who always wore his heart on his sleeve was, for once, unreadable.
Without a word, he got up, took her by the hand and led her to her quarters. He ran her a bubble bath, helped her undress then washed her back, arms and legs and stepped out while she washed the rest. Not once did he try anything.
When she was done, he carefully dried her then helped her into her pajamas. He led her to the bed and had her sit on the side while he took off his jacket, shoes, socks and pants. Clad only in his t-shirt and boxers, he circled to the other side of the bed, lay down then urged her down next to him. He put his arm around her and pulled her close to his left side, close to his heart, then switched off the light.
"Rodney…"
Taking her left hand in his right, he kissed her knuckles and closed his eyes. "Sweet dreams, love." His soft snoring started a few minutes later but it was a while before she finally went to sleep, but at least she did it in the arms of the man she loved.
*****
Rodney awoke fully aroused. He knew it was just his morning erection but did not want Jennifer to get the wrong idea so he tried to slip out of her grasp, thinking he would get dressed and leave. He composed a short note in his head while he tried to untangle himself from her arms and legs without waking her but she clutched him tighter, whimpering in her sleep.
He thought about all she had told him last night and anger at a man whose name he did not even know took up residence in his brain and refused to leave. How could anyone treat this beautiful, kind, compassionate, caring woman like a…? He could not even think the word. Last night, when she had finished telling him her story, his only thought, well, after wanting to do irreparable harm to the morally reprehensible pig that had broken her heart, had been to take care of her, give her comfort and reassure her that he would be there for her no matter what. She was not just a woman he wanted to have sex with but the woman, the one he wanted to make love to, yes, but also the one he wanted to be with and be there for always. She was his one, his only…his soulmate.
Jennifer rolled away from him so he took the opportunity to carefully sit up. He was reaching for his pants when the bed shifted and she wrapped both arms around him kissing him on the neck. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Uh, nowhere?"
"Exactly! At least not for a while." Before he knew what she had planned, he was on his back with her astride him. "I love you, Rodney. Please make love to me!"
He feigned disinterest, turning his head to glance at the clock. "I don't know. You see, I have to be in Ops soon to do a sensor recalibration and you know how much I enjoy recalibrating the sensors. Then there's…"
"Rodney!"
Both arms around her, he rolled until she was looking up at him with bemusement. His eyes roamed over her face then he lowered his head and kissed her, just a sweet touching of their lips, no invasion, no demands. A fire ignited and she began to make demands of her own. Her hands framed his face as she urged him to open his mouth. Their tongues touched and she gasped. Her legs wrapped around his hips as she pushed herself against him feeling him grow harder.
She wanted to touch him unencumbered so she pulled his shirt off over his head, tossed it away and ran her hands across his shoulders and down his back. The indentations from where she had dug in her nails the other morning were still in his flesh and it made her smile.
"What?"
She shook her head. "Nothing. Don't stop, Rodney. Please!"
"I won't, but there's something that I want…need to do."
"Oh? Like what?"
He brought a finger to his lips for quiet and pushed off of her to kneel beside the bed. Taking both of her hands in his he kissed the knuckles of one then the other before placing them beside her head. He grasped the waistband of her pajama bottoms and she automatically lifted her hips so he could pull them down and toss them away. Then he pulled her upright and removed her top. Bringing it to his nose he inhaled deeply. "Mmm."
She watched him intently wondering what he had in mind but he just knelt there looking at her naked body making her blush. She moved to cover herself but he stopped her.
"Do you know how beautiful you are? Like a goddess. Venus rising from the water." He leaned forward and kissed her lips, nibbled that spot behind her ear that she did not know could be so sensitive making her sigh, down her neck then, after a slight pause, took one throbbing breast in his mouth. She arched up off the bed as he sucked her deep then again when he moved to the other side. Each time he pulled her into his mouth it set off an answering pulse farther down, between her legs, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Now that she had felt the real thing she knew the signals, knew that she was quickly approaching that precipice and she wanted…wanted…what? She wanted, needed something, but what? She could not remember. Her brain had fogged over, unable to form even the most rudimentary thoughts, but she could still feel, had become ultra sensitive everywhere his hands and mouth touched her. He kissed his way down her torso, his hands following down her sides going in at her waist and out again at the curves of her hips. His hands slipped down to her knees, lifting first one then the other so that her feet were flat on the bed. He gently pushed her thighs apart until she was totally open to him.
"Rodney…?"
"Sh! Don't worry. Rodney will take good care of you." He repeated the words she had said to him the previous morning, raised his head and smiled the wickedest smile she'd ever seen. "Now, no talking while I'm working. Just sit back…and enjoy it." All she could see now was the top of his head.
He parted her, needing to know if she tasted as good here as her lips and breasts had. His swept his tongue gently over her hot flesh and she cried out, her hips rising to meet his questing tongue. Her thighs clenched and fell open repeatedly while she writhed and panted. He slipped a finger inside her as he continued licking her as if she were the sweetest treat. When he pulled his finger out she gasped. Ah, there it is!
"Oh! Rodney…I-I-I, oh, God, I'm not going to last much longer." She felt him smile and gently kiss the inside of both thighs.
"Good. Ready for the big finish?"
"Yes! Oh, yes!" Her breath started coming in short, sharp pants, faster and faster. He kept touching something sensitive as he pushed in and again when he withdrew. She knew what it was but couldn't think. The need for something she could not name built inside her. She wanted to scream but air refused to enter her lungs. "Oh!" She cried out as the first spasm hit then again when he pushed two fingers inside her as he sucked on her sweet spot.
Her body clenched tightly around his fingers, over and over and over, his name a long, sweet sigh on her lips as the orgasm ripped through her body like a runaway train. He kept his hands and mouth on her until the internal tightening stopped then moved up beside her on the bed, pulled her to him and kissed her temple.
She wanted to embrace him but couldn't make her arms work.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Mmm-hmm. Oh, God, Rodney, what did you do to me?" She opened her eyes to see him watching her with a very self-satisfied grin.
"Well, last night you said that our first time together was the most incredible you'd ever experienced and it would be the yardstick by which you measured all other encounters."
"Yeah, so?"
"So-oo, you should have known that, due to my highly competitive nature, a statement such as that would force me to try to outdo, well, myself."
She was finally able to raise her arms and pulled him close. "And you did…spectacularly!"
Her breasts flattened against his bare chest reminding him that he was still painfully aroused but he was not worried about himself. "So it was good?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" She punctuated each word with a kiss to his lips, one leg coming up and over both of his. His hardness pressed into the soft flesh of her belly. "Oh, Rodney, why didn't you say something?"
"I'm…fine. You are the one that's important right now."
"No! This has to be a two-way street or what's the point in being together this way?" She pushed him over onto his back and lowered her hands to the waist of his boxers, carefully easing them down and off. They were completely naked with each other for the first time. She stared at him, entranced. "Oh! It's…beautiful."
He blushed. "Uh, thanks."
"I mean it. As a doctor I have seen my share of naked men, touched more than a few but none in quite this way. Yesterday morning I was so hot for you I didn't pay any attention to… All I wanted was you inside me as quickly as possible. Now I want to savor every moment. Take my time and do it…right."
His hands framed her face, his thumbs feathering over the apples of her cheeks. "Jennifer, I…I love you. I think I have since the first moment I set eyes on you."
"Mmm. Do you know how…exciting and, mmm, thrilling that is to hear?" She took his hands and put them on her breasts again. He didn't need encouragement to begin manipulating them. The hard points of her nipples poked his palms stirring his arousal even more. He rolled the hard nubs between his thumb and forefinger making her twist and squirm. "Oh, Rodney!" She gasped as a throbbing began between her legs again. It built so quickly that she didn't have time to warn him. Gasping her release, she closed her eyes until he kissed her on the juncture of her neck and shoulder.
"Oh, Jennifer! I didn't know."
"What didn't you know?"
"That women could…explode just by having their breasts touched."
"It depends on the woman…and the man."
"Huh." He filed the information away for future reference.
She pushed him over onto his back and straddled him again tilting her hips up and back making him moan. "This time we're doing it my way. No highway option."
"Whatever you say. You're in charge."
Her smile was filled with love as she moved against him sensuously. She pushed back till she was positioned over his thighs and wrapped her hand around his erection. He gasped when she touched him then began to wiggle. A smile played on her lips as she stroked him up and down. It turned into a full out grin when she rubbed her thumb over the sensitive head. "Oh! Jennifer, please…I-I can't…"
"Can't what?" She stroked him harder and faster.
"Oh, God, Jennifer!" He drew in a deep breath. "I can't hold on much longer."
"Good!" Just when she thought he was close to the edge, she stopped her manipulations, took his hands in hers, threading their fingers together and pulling herself forward until she was poised directly over him. With a cry of triumph, she lowered herself onto him in one swift downward stroke. Using her knees and the strong muscles of her glutes, she began to rise and fall, faster and faster. He gasped as he reached the first peak and tried to roll her to her back but she resisted. "Uh-uh. My way, remember?"
He barely heard her as bliss beckoned. She gasped and began to contract around him sending him over the precipice with her. He let go in a white-hot rush, over and over again until he was completely drained. The aftershocks of her orgasm pulsed around him as he pulled her against his chest. He kissed each cheek, her nose then, finally, her lips. Careful to stay connected he rolled them to the side and whispered, "Your way is so much better than the highway."
She laughed, her head resting against his chest near his heart. Just before sleep claimed her, he spoke. Just three little words but three of the most important words in any language. "I love you."
The End