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Chapter Eighty-Three
It took them five and a half years to reach Venice, and while they had planned on taking the children with them, they were told in no uncertain terms that this was to be their honeymoon, even if it was late. All their friends and family pitched in and paid for the three week trip, they had contemplated making it a longer one, but they knew the kids would miss their parents terribly and vice versa.
On the night of their fifth wedding anniversary, they reaffirmed their wedding vows, per Jason's request, his comment at the time was comical, but the sentiments that presided behind it, were what really stole Elizabeth's breath and heart.
She could still remember the conversation, almost as if it happened yesterday, Jason's words were eloquent and touching, he had found his voice and now used it more than ever.
"To some people, an anniversary is nothing special, but that isn't how I see it. The day you became my wife, was without a doubt, one of the best days of my life. I think the happiness with which you bring to our lives daily is something that needs to be celebrated. For every five years of marriage, I want to reaffirm our vows, in front of God and friends and family. You are my wife, the mother of my children and that alone is cause for celebration, but because you stand by me, day after day, shower our family with love and offer yourself so completely, that is why I want to do this, so everyone can see the joy you bring to me."
Elizabeth had been a sobbing mess after his little speech, but Jason always knew how to stop the tears, even those brought on by happiness.
Twice they had tried to make plans to visit Venice, but every time, life came up and the trip had to be canceled. This time though, their friends took it upon themselves to see to the trip. Friends and family agree that they deserved a holiday, or rather a honeymoon, seeing as how so much had happened in their life, and how everything always prevented them from taking the one trip that really meant the world to them.
That's not to say they didn't travel, but when you have six kids to look after, the places you choose to go to, more often than not, had to have rides or games or something of that nature. And amusement parks and such didn't offer romance on a grand scale, unless of course you found corndogs and cotton candy romantic.
Jason's business was thriving, he spent only one day a week at the coffee shop and on a monthly rotational, visited the numerous other shops, that were throughout the U.S and Canada. The business had expanded beyond any of their wildest dreams. Jason had found his groove with the shop and enjoyed the overly flexible hours, considering he had six children at home and a very demanding wife.
It took over two years to fully extradite himself from Sonny's questionable dealings, but the families were all in agreement, it took a long time and even more finessing, but none of the families really wanted to admit why having Jason out of their hair was a good thing. Sonny knew, and he surmised that Jason knew as well, but neither said anything, at least to their significant others.
The families were more than happy to see him go, it meant less medical bills on their behalf, not to mention it left Sonny in a compromising position, nevertheless, when the agreement was finally shook upon, both Sonny and Jason inserted a clause, a clause that would protect them. A lot of grumbling had gone on about those clauses, but in the end, they had agreed, what other choice had the two men left them.
After the events of the evening, Sonny as a patriarch-like of the group, per se, handed the couple the tickets to their dream getaway.
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Elizabeth came slowly awake, a smile gracing her face. A week, had it really already been that long, in one way she felt like their time here in Venice was quickly slipping away, and in another, it felt like time had slowed to a crawl, but that was her 'Mommy' instincts kicking into overdrive. It's not like someone could blame her, she was having massive Mommy Separation Anxiety, however, Jason had thus far kept her pleasantly occupied.
She remembered the dream, down to the very last detail, not like the actually events had happened all that long ago, but she knew deep inside, those feelings and memories would forever last. She had been dreaming about the their fifth wedding anniversary and all the people who had shared their joy. It was a very special day, one she was sure she would remember for eternity. She had to chuckle to herself, even her subconscious was offering her a way to relive the day, to her, that just proved how special it was.
Feeling a set of eyes on her, Elizabeth slowly turned towards Jason, already knowing he was awake. It was like a sixth sense between them, for it seemed they always knew when the other was watching. The sixth sense was even handy to alerting the other when they entered a room, she wondered briefly if it had something to do with them being soulmate's, connected in such a way that they were no longer single entities, but a merged entity. She wondered absently if something were to happen to one or the other, would the one who wasn't affected, know right away, could their bond be so strong that should one expiry, would the other one cease to exist. Shaking her head to banish those thoughts, Elizabeth turned her attention to much more appealing things.
"Good morning love, sleep well?" Jason asked, a mischievous smile dancing upon his kissable lips.
"I slept fine, for what time I actually slept. I fear Mr. Morgan, you are as insatiable now as you were five years ago." Elizabeth said, her hands dancing across his chiseled abdomen.
"Mr. Morgan huh? And just so we are clear, I didn't see you complaining last night or earlier this morning." Jason said, capturing her hand and pressing a tender kiss to the soft skin.
"I am still not complaining, but didn't we come to Venice to see the sights, so far as I can recall, we have barely made it out of our hotel room!" Elizabeth exclaimed, her lips drawing closer and closer to his.
"What better sights are there, than those that are right here in this very room. You put the finest paintings and sculptures to shame with your beauty Mrs. Morgan. You are exquisite love, can you blame me for wanting to ravish you?" Jason said playfully, before capturing her lips in a time-stopping, soul-searing kiss.
Conversation lagged as the kiss turned more demanding, passionate moans and throaty groans filled the otherwise quiet room, with an occasional purr that vibrated so thoroughly through Jason's chest. It boggled her mind, but that seductive little purr, caused Elizabeth's knees to grow weak and her pulse to quicken. Every single time she heard it rumble from his chest, Elizabeth's palms grew sweaty and her mind turned to the most intimate of things she wished to do to her dear husband.
Still in a state of undress, Elizabeth moved her body into position with Jason's. His arousal prominent and begging for attention. Unable to deny him, Elizabeth allowed her body to slowly move down his. Her breasts and the valley between them caressing his already straining member.
Elizabeth wasted no time in claiming his rigid length, taking as much as she could into her mouth, before moving back up to the head, swirling her tongue as she allowed her teeth to barely scrape the taut skin, pulling from Jason a animal like growl.
Her hands danced across his inflamed skin, pulling more desire and passion from deep within, just when she thought it wasn't possible to feel more, one or the other proved the other wrong.
His eyes snared hers and held them captive. He wanted her to see what she was doing to him, how she so affected him, but found it hard to keep his eyes open, the sensations she was extracting from him, was stealing all his senses.
The game however, was up. Jason could stand her pleasurable acts no longer. He longed to delve into her sizzling core, using his tongue and mouth to pull from her a mind-boggling orgasm, one that curled her toes and left her mere putty in his hands, moaning and screaming his name. But no sooner did he try to switch positions with her, than she was lowering herself on his throbbing erection.
Unable to control himself any longer, Jason grabbed her hips, at the time, whether it was to move her off of him or to help in her slow sweet seduction of every sense, he couldn't be sure. It was neither here nor there, because as soon as she started squeezing her interior muscles, he was a goner. Helpless to her charms, instead of fighting her on it, he took full pleasure in her abilities.
But as he tried to take control of the situation once again, he realized her was at an impasse, because as soon as he tried to speed along the process, she stopped doing that extraordinary thing with her interior muscles and while he used to be able to take control of any situation, he found that he was helpless to his own wife, he was powerless to deflecting her charms. Isn't love grand?
Doing the only thing he could, he handed over control, not like he had a choice, and not like he actually handed anything over, control was hers, without a doubt. He decided to relish in allowing Elizabeth to lead them down any path she so desired.
Her movements were slow and steady, each move optimizing her unique ability, mad passionate sex this wasn't, but she knew, every once in awhile you could draw something out for so long, that when the release as it was in this case, happened, was capable of shattering all of sanity's boundaries and heightening the sense to such a degree that it felt like your whole body may shake itself to pieces, that ever molecule of ones body felt like it had taken a cosmic jump, into an abyss of untapped sense's and emotions.
Jason knew both their releases were close, her speed had picked up, not to mention the fact that she no longer batted his hands away. A seductive little mewling's spilled from her mouth, her mouth, yes, her pink little tongue kept dancing across her lips, the closer she came to her release, the more her head moved and her tongue played.
Her lips moved to his ear and in a breathy little whisper that conveyed all her intentions, she whispered, "I'm gonna ride you at a gallop until your legs buckle and your eyes roll up. I've got muscles you've never even dreamed of. I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne, and you would beg me to hurt you just a little bit more."
The shocked gasp and the buck of Jason's hips, sent both of them over the edge. Her words echoing inside his head, wondering where she had ever heard such a thing, it was so not like Elizabeth, but that alone was half the pleasure. Their bodies shook with the power of their orgasm. Elizabeth's body turned jellylike and she could no longer hold herself up, she collapsed on top of Jason, his arms instantly circling her, their breathing coming in short gasps and pants.
The sheer magnitude of their coupling was so intense and so satisfying it was hard to explain in simple words, it rocked the very foundations of their souls. Making love to each other was never just about the act, but over the years, it had changed into a mating of souls and minds, bodies and hearts. Not to say it hadn't always been that way, but it seemed it had developed in its sheer power to taking everyday sexual experiences and make them phenomenal.
"Where in the world did that come from?" Jason asked, after both he and Elizabeth recovered from the quaking orgasm.
"I'll never tell, but I bet you are curious as to what muscles I was talking about, now aren't you, and I bet you thought I had shared all my tricks with you, but baby, you haven't seen nothing yet!" Elizabeth drawled, enjoying the surprise that appeared on Jason's face.
"It's time to get dressed, I am starving, so feed me darlin'" Liz said, placing a gentle kiss this his lips before heading for the shower.
"Want some company?" Jason asked, his eyebrow raising in a silent challenge.
"I don't know Mr. Morgan, are you capable of a quickie?" Elizabeth asked, laughing as she closed the door behind her.
Jason was shocked, it was amazing how she managed to keep him on his toes. He knew she was capable of much, but her sexual prowess left him in a perpetual state of arousal more often than not. 'Am I capable of a quickie?' Jason wondered to himself. Well, why not, and even if he couldn't, what's to say he couldn't change her mind on the matter, he did have the power of persuasion on his side.
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I am truly sorry this chapter took so long to write, and I know this is the last chapter, but I am currently contemplating a sequel, it is completely up to you guys though. If you want to see a sequel to this, let me know. (Should you decide you want a sequel, I have an interesting little twist in mind.)
The reason I took so long in getting this chapter out, was the simple fact, I wasn't sure where I wanted it to go, seeing as how there was so much that could be done, but that would have meant an even longer tale.
I can never thank you guys enough for all your kind words and the inspiration you bestowed with your comments. Thank you for sticking around for the journey, I hope you enjoyed it, I know I did, this being my first fanfiction, I was worried, but you guys ROCK!!!