Chapter 15

Sarah was back in that crystal ballroom but she wasn't a teenager this time.

Looking down she wore a dress of blue velvet, simple, but elegant. Her hair fell past her shoulders in loose waves.

She walked around taking it all in. She was alone but there was that same music she remembered.

Catching sight of herself in a mirror draped with pearls, she stopped and stared. Inside the mirror behind her, was *him* resplendent in matching blue velvet.

She turned to face him.

He came towards her and began to sing.

That* song. The one he wrote for her.

She was drawn towards him by a force beyond herself. And when they were a foot apart he offered his gloved hand.

Gingerly she took it and was lost in the dance, the song, his eyes.

At then end he leaned in and kissed her.

She let him. She more than let him. She kissed him back with every fiber of her being.

Moments later she was pressed against a soft mattress and he was there, kissing her, touching her, and she was sliding his jacket off, clinging to him, clothes were disappearing...

"Are you sure this is what you want?" He whispered into her ear.

"Yes...more than I ever wanted anything.."

She realized when a hand cupped her breast that there was nothing between them. He tugged at her nipple, worrying it with his thumb, it hardened under his touch as his lips pressed to her neck..

"Oh God...Jareth.." She moaned. He let go of her breast and his fingers traveled downward until he cupped her sex, one finger sliding between her thighs and rubbing her most intimate flesh, circling her nub, going lower and breaching her, slipping inside..

" You're so wet.." He growled.

"I can't wait, just..I need you in me..." Sarah replied, panting slightly with need.

He response was to kiss her, long and deep. He shifted and was pushing her thighs apart, laying between...one thrust he was inside, moving, pumping his hips...tell her how beautiful she was, how amazing she felt.

Her passion climbed as she clung to him, giving herself over to him completely, riding the wave as it crested and they cried out together...

"I love you.." He said softly, as their passion subsided.

She looked up at him, his gaze was tender, he was waiting.. .

"I..." She stuttered.. "I love..."

Sarah gasped and sat up in bed with a racing heart. She had been right :there: and a wave of fear pulled her back.

According to her very steamy dream, what she wanted was him.

She was tired of fighting that urge.

Even if it was just in that moment. She wanted to give in. They only had a day and a half longer together. Then he might leave and never return when their contract expired.

She made a decision. She wanted to make her dream come true, after denying he was exactly what she needed.

Getting out of bed, she went into the darkened living room and approached the sleeping Jareth.

The glamour no longer in place, his skin sparkled in the firelight. He was shirtless, covered in a quilt from the waist down.

He took her breath away.

"it's now or never" she whispered.

She sat down next to him. "Jareth?"

"I'm awake." He answered as he opened his eyes. "Like I told you before, I sensed your presence when you came near. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just...I forgot something."

A brow rose and he pushed himself up on his elbows. "Oh?"

She leaned in. "To give you a proper goodnight. "

She took his face in her hands and kissed him.

Jareth's eyes widened as her lips touched his. He returned her kiss and let his hand caress her cheek. "Sarah...my Sarah..." he whispered when she pulled away.

Before he could say anything else, she stood and held her hand out to him. "Come to bed, Jareth."

Taking her hand, he stood and let her lead him to the bedroom, closing the door behind them. She stopped just in front of the bed and turned to face him.

She bit her lip nervously as she tried to find the right words. "Jareth... I..."

"Shhh." He placed a finger over her lips. "It's alright, Sarah. I won't do anything you don't want me to. If you simply want me in the room with you, that's fine. If all you want is for me to hold you, I'll do so gladly."

Taking a deep breath, she stepped closer, placing her hands on his bare chest. "I want more than that."

She rubbed her hands up slowly until they rested on his shoulders. "I want you, Jareth, all of you."

He closed the distance between them and crushed her lips with his own in a needy kiss. Her words were the last thing he had expected to hear, but he wasn't about to refuse her, not now.

Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her flush against him, letting her feel exactly what effect she had on him. Lifting her into his arms, he took that last step to the side of the bed, his lips never leaving hers, and placed her gently on the mattress.

When he pulled away and sat beside her, she tilted her head in confusion. "What?"

"I was just thinking how beautiful you are." He caressed her cheek and let his eyes slowly take all of her in.

She wasn't in the flannel pajamas she had worn when he shared the bed with her the first night. No, her current choice of sleeping garment was far more alluring. She wore a silky blue night gown with spaghetti straps, one of which had already slipped off her shoulder. The night gown came to just below her knees and clung to her curves in all the right places.

When his eyes returned to her face, she was staring at him, with a smile. "You're pretty attractive yourself, your majesty," she said in a teasing tone.

"I'm no king tonight, Precious. Tonight I am your slave." He leaned over and kissed her again. His lips caressed hers softly and tenderly, pouring all the emotions he felt into the kiss. One hand supported his weight while the other slowly rubbed down her arm.

Sarah shivered in delightful anticipation as his fingers ghosted over her skin. Every touch made her feel warm and feverish and she desperately wanted more.

"Jareth," she whispered his name when his lips left hers and began kissing along her jaw and neck.

"Yes, love?" He asked as he licked her ear.

"Please."

"Please, what?" He smirked as he kissed her bare shoulder.

"I need to feel more of you." She responded as she reached for him.

Jareth leaned over her and kissed her. "Patience, precious girl." He said between kisses. "You'll have all of me soon enough."

Sarah ran her fingers through his wild, soft blonde hair as he kissed down her neck and shoulder. A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt his hand brush across her breast. Soon his lips were kissing, licking and sucking the soft flesh not hidden by her night gown. Using her hands, she tried to guide his mouth lower, but he wouldn't be rushed.

Jareth took his time, exploring every inch of her flesh with his hands and lips. Slowly he pushed the second strap from her shoulder and kissed it like he had the other, then his hands moved to pull the silky fabric down, revealing her breasts. Sarah moaned softly when his fingers massaged them softly, his thumbs brushing over her nipples.

"So beautiful, my Sarah." He whispered in her ear before he kissed and nipped his way down her neck and shoulder. Slowly he made his way down to her chest. He explored every inch of her delicate skin. He teased and caressed her breasts with his hands as his lips explored the valley between them.

Saeah arched her back, moaning softly as he took her hard nipple between his lips, sucking gently. "Jareth."

Grinning, he continued to lavish her breast with attention and soon moved on to the other one, giving it the same loving care.

Moaning, Sarah was in a blissful state of euphoria. Every kiss, lick, scare of his teeth and touch excited her more. When she couldn't take it anymore, she pushed him away and sat up. Before Jareth could ask if she was alright, she pushed him back on the bed and straddled him. She kissed him as she ground her hips against him, her hands exploring his body as his had done to hers.

Jareth kissed her back, his hands grabbing her ass. He groaned as she rotated her hips creating a delicious friction between them.

"Sarah." He moaned her name as she bit his shoulder and continued kissing her way down his chest. She kissed her way across his chest, giving his nipples a playful nip as she went, earning a deep growl from his throat.

Needing to be unencumbered by clothing, with a flick of his wrist their clothes vanished, and he relished the feel of her bare flesh against his own.

"I better get that night gown back, Goblin King," she warned. "It's not easy to find comfortable nighties."

"You can have as many as you want, love." He responded as he kissed her roughly. "You can have anything you want. All you need do is ask and it shall be yours. I'll fill your closet with nightgowns."

Sarah reached between them, and took him in her hand, causing Jareth to groan as she stroked him. "I want this." She smiled and kissed down his chest once more. She kissed a trail down his body as her hand stroked him firmly.

Jareth could only close his eyes in pleasure, his hands gripping the sheets, as she took him into her mouth. She worked her mouth over him slowly, her tongue caressing every inch of him. Pulling back, she kissed and nibbled on the tip softly before licking his shaft up and down. She made sure to lavish his cock the way he had done to her breasts, leaving no spot untouched. Her hand fondled his sac and she suckled them briefly before taking him in her mouth again.

Jareth's hands tangled themselves in her dark locks.

It had been a long time since a woman had pleasured him like this, especially without him asking for it. When she said she wanted him, he thought she wanted him to pleasure her and he fully intended to do just that.

But no, Sarah wasn't content to just lay there. She intended to give as good as she got. He was delightfully surprised.

Feeling himself getting too close, Jareth pushed her head away and pulled her up beside him. "Enough of that for now, naughty Sarah." he smiled as he kissed her, his hands rubbing down her body.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, as she kissed him back, her tongue licking his lips. She moaned in his mouth when one of his long slender digits slid into her damp heat.

He felt his erection twitch with excitement at how excited she was for him. Wasting no time, he found her little bundle of nerves and began stroking it firmly.

Sarah tried to pull away when he began stimulating her clit, but Jareth continued kissing her and held her in place with his other arm. It was almost intoxicating.

His lips moved over hers, his tongue dancing with hers, as his hand continued working between her thighs. She groaned louder, her legs squeezing at the delicious friction.

The sound of her voice was urging him on and he couldn't wait to hear her scream his name. When she jerked her hips away and her leg began to shake, he knew she was close. He held her still with one hand, his leg pinning her legs in position as he rubbed harder.

"Jareth..." she moaned his name as she turned away from him slightly. Her breathing was ragged and uneven and her brow slight sweaty.

Grinning wickedly, he watched her approach her climax and as her whole body shuddered when she hit her peak. He let her ride out her orgasm, his fingers working between her thighs. When her legs relaxed, He pulled his hand away and brought his fingers to his lips and licked them, tasting her release. She was sweet and he longed to taste more of her, but Sarah had other plans.

Her heart was throbbing and her head felt light. She couldn't remember the last time she had such a wonderful orgasm.

As she tried to calm her breathing, the thought crossed her mind that she was a fool for turning him down when he offered to go to her apartment after dinner.

She may have missed her chance to know her king in the most intimate way before, but that was over now. Even if she only got to be with him this one night, she would have no regrets.

Sarah pushed Jareth back once more and settled over him. Using her hand, she positioned him between her wet folds. She moved her hips back and forth, rubbing his member against her clit.

"Sarah." Jareth moaned her named as he reached up and caressed her breasts with both hands.

Lifting her hips, Sarah slid his cock inside, sheathing him fully inside her with one quick thrust. She sat there, not moving for a moment, just enjoying the feel of him deep inside.

Jareth sat up slightly, his arms wrapping around her waist. "Oh how I've dreamt of this moment, my beautiful Sarah, my Champion." He thrust his hips upward causing her to cry out as he hit that spot that would drive her crazy.

Leaning forward, Sarah kissed him as she began moving her hips back and forth, slowly riding him. Jareth thrust upward to meet her, their rhythm in perfect sync with one another as they continued to kiss. When she sat up , breaking the kiss, Jareth laid back and let her take control. Sarah leaned back, her hands resting on his knees as she rode him harder and faster.

She could feel her second climax nearing and exhaustion beginning to take over. It had been a long time since she had sex, and it certainly wasn't any where near this amazing.

"Jareth..." she panted his name as she tried to force herself to keep going, but her muscles were giving out. Sarah leaned forward, practically falling on his chest, and continued to rotate her hips.

Jareth kissed her forehead and grabbed her hips, holding them in place above him. Before she could protest, he started thrusting his hips upward, slamming in to her again and again, causing her to cry out in pleasure each time he did. He could feel his own climax nearing and quickened his pace in hopes of bringing her with him.

Soon Sarah called out his name in ecstasy as she had her second orgasm of the night.

Jareth rolled them over and continued slamming into her, panting her name, rotating his hips as he did in order the get the friction he needed for his own release.

Harder and harder he thrust into her until his own orgasm hit him like a brick wall, his body shuddering it's release as he collapsed on top of Sarah. He forced himself to roll to the side so he didn't crush her.

Laying flat on his back, staring at the ceiling. Both were breathing heavily and cover in sweat, but they both felt absolutely amazing.

Sarah moved closer and kissed his chest before laying her head there. "That was..."

"Phenomenal." Jareth suggested tiredly.

"Yeah. That's a good word for it." She answered as she took a deep breath and closed her eyes as she felt sleep threatening to consume her. "Jareth, if I don't get to say it later..."

"Shhhh," Jareth interrupted as he held her close. He turned onto his side then tucked her in next to him but facing away so he could rest his chin on her shoulder and wrap himself around her reverently, as if sheltering her.

"I'm not going anywhere. I shall be here when you wake in the morning. We can talk all you wish then, love."

He kissed the top of her head and rubbed soothing circles on her belly, kissing her shoulder. "Rest now, Precious."

The both closed their eyes and soon drifted off to sleep, happy and at peace in each other's arms.