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He was nervous and didn't know why. Especially in light of the fact that they'd been dating for the past 7 months, but that didn't stop doubt from looming in the back of his mind.
"You'll never know if you don't ask."
He invested sole belief in that at first yet as time passed and with several opportunities presenting themselves, he always put it off. Not this time.
With Christmas only a few weeks away, he saw it as a perfect opportunity to make it one Kate would never forget.
Life was pretty great at the moment. The best it had been in a long, long time and she had one man to thank for it. He was kind, generous and one hell of a kisser. That feature itself resurfacing an array of feverish memories when she got to experience his kisses in other places.
Her mind going back to the first time they'd been "intimate" with each other.
7 months ago to the day.
He could barely keep his hands off her and her him, yet her advances held some restraint solely due to her Cinderella outfit. His immediate thought was to free her of that, but with suddenly regarding the fact that they were in a cab, he reined in his itching hands and settled with holding and caressing her instead.
By the time they reached his apartment, urgency and longing had seized full possession. Jack shoved a wad of money into the driver's hand and quickly followed Kate out of the cab. Taking her by complete surprise and earning an "Oh brother" from the taxi driver when he lifted Kate into his arms bridal style and walked towards his front door.
Laughing against his lips at the sudden action, she barely had time to process the next moment before he deepened the kiss once again. Momentarily stopping in the middle of the footpath to his house, but with a mumbled "in me" from a flustered Kate, he followed through right away and made the remaining journey in three large strides. Kate taking full and prolonged pleasure in fishing out the keys from Jack's pocket and he only returned the favour, making it harder for her to concentrate as he nuzzled her neck with kisses.
Never the less she achieved success in the end, brushing against a very prominent bulge along the way, but she refocused at the knowledge that she would see and feel it again.
In her hands, her mouth, in her...
The anticipation and thrill of that thought nearly made her come right there and then. However it was quickly replaced with surprise when Jack then loudly kicked the now jarred door of his apartment open. Shutting it behind him with his foot, lip locked with Kate the entire time and it remained that way as he walked towards the stairs. Not having to ask because her physical advances were proof enough and with that he continued with his journey. Not putting her down or letting her go for that matter until they were within the warm, cosy depths of his bedroom.
Kate held some involvement in that decision, wanting to possess a share of control over this experience, but the dark, almost animalistic look in Jack's burning gaze, wavered the choice considerably. Particularly when his hands touched the sides of her hips, unable to stop from then travelling up the length of her back to only pull down the zipper to her dress.
Once achieved, he slowly pulled the dress off her shoulders. Allowing it to fall and pool at her feet, Kate taking the initiative to wordlessly step out of it leaving her clad in a matching black bra and panties. Jack needing to pull away to admire the scene cause touching wasn't enough for him anymore. In the midst of his observations, Kate chose to level the playing field in removing Jack's clothes.
She got as far as his pants before he started moving them towards the foot of the bed. Leaning in to kiss her again and refusing to break free even when the back of Kate's legs hit the bed, causing for her to fall back and take Jack with her.
Amusement was short lived at that moment in light of the position change. Jack's white pants and Kate's panties being the only restrictions standing in the way of allowing them to experience each other fully.
"Jack." Kate moaned, more in need rather than question when Jack's lips suddenly left hers. Trailing from her cheek, to the underside of her jaw and then honing in on her pulse spot. Sucking lightly on the delicate skin and spurred on further by the heightened moan of his name escaping her parted lips in reply.
Whilst his lips busied themselves with exploring the length of her neck, his hands aided his ministrations by cupping hold of her bra clad breasts. Kneading and pressing in on the swollen buds with the heel of his palm. His methodical touch causing for her body to buck into him, arousing his own excitement as a result. Just when it was on the verge of excruciating, he hurriedly went about removing the remaining materialistic restraints concealing her beautiful body from him. Kate sitting up to do the same to him, but she found it considerably hard to follow through with it thanks to the current position.
Sensing her slight distress, specifically through her frantic actions, he sat back. Dropping his hands to his sides in full submission to what she wanted. His eyes keenly focused on her little fingers undoing his pants, getting increasingly turned on by the progressing sight and the surprised gasp from her when she pulled out his fully aroused cock, only added fuel to his fire.
She was astounded at both his size and girth. Feeling disbelief at first but the feel of it in her slowly stroking hands, watching it grow even further, made it all real.
"Ahhhhh…." Jack gasped into the thick air surrounding his senses. Fully captivated by what Kate was doing to him, he only encouraged it, just for a few minutes though cause he didn't want it to end this way.
Kate however didn't care how it ended cause the more time she spent stroking his cock and the more she wanted to see how far he could go? What would it be like? Taste like?
She wanted to know. Hungered for it as time grew nearer for what she sensed was impending on short arrival judging by the gathering swell she felt on the surface of his cock. That and his laboured breathing, coinciding with the pace of her movements and just when she thought he would give into his climax, he pulled her hand away. Giving her little or no time to register the change before he closed his mouth over her left nipple. Replacing any disappointment she may have felt with dizzying pleasure. Jack only prolonging the pleasure when he then pulled away from her breast and started flicking the end of her wet nipple with the tip of his tongue.
His eyes firmly trained on her reaction and she failed to disappoint in the slightest. Using her own hand to knead her right breast, using the tip of her index finger to recreate the action he was making with his tongue.
In an effort to show her his appreciation for the arousing sight, he moaned a slightly prolonged, "yeah" before closing his mouth over her left nipple again. Sucking harder this time and also using the addition of his left hand. Sneaking past the flimsy material of her underwear and finding the source of her pleasure, hot and already pooling with anticipation and excitement.
"Ooooh, Oh Go….." she barely finished the sentence before feeling the tip of his pointer finger gently probing at her entrance. Taking his time to not only accommodate her, but to also allow her pre-excitement to fully ride out it's natural process. Only then would he fill her with his erection.
After practically lathering her breasts to the point where they were swollen and glistening, he started kissing his way down her body. Placing his fingers on the sides of her underwear and pulling them down her thighs. Reluctantly pulling away from her to pull them down her legs completely, and once she was free of the garment, he took her right leg and slung it over his shoulder. Kissing the side of it lovingly and he barely got halfway up her thigh before she interrupted him.
"I need you." She begged, biting the edge of her lip to conceal the whimper passing her lips, especially when her eyes focused on the swollen appendage already pointing towards it's destination.
Dropping his focus to follow hers, he smiled knowingly and finally gave her what she wanted. Attempting to lip lock with her in the process and her mouth gladly open up to him, as did her body when he made the first thrust within her. Stopping halfway at first to accommodate, but Kate was having none of it and used the grip of her legs to physically urge him deeper. Whilst doing so she also used her feet to toes off his pants completely.
Once fully naked, he commenced with a slow thrusting movement. Occasionally rotating his hips to bury himself even deeper, if possible, but she encouraged it both verbally and physically.
Her encouragement gathering in tone as did his thrusts, bringing her quickly to the first climax of many that night.
She grew feverish, even now at the thought of what that night brought. Not just literally, but emotionally as well creating what she came to know as love.
As much as he wanted to shout his love for her from the highest mountain, he also considered discretion. Particularly if he didn't want Kate to know, so he kept shut and instead indulged his excitement through the plans he made for the proposed night.
December 24th. It stuck out in his mind for the obvious reason, yet the one con amongst the pros was the predictability factor.
"Would she figure it all out? Was it too cheesy?"
Those questions plagued his mind as the date grew nearer, but in the end he went with his heart.
She loved snow and had been longing for a white Christmas since she was little. So in an effort to give her that and the surest proclamation of his love, he considered his family Cabin. Knowing that it's location saw snow for a majority of the year and it was secluded as well so it ticked the box for privacy.
All he hoped now was that she would say yes.
(Christmas Eve)
He was excited and she was confused, especially when she noticed that he'd been driving for the past hour.
"Are we leaving the Country?" Kate teased.
"Patience my sweet." Jack replied, mimicking his best attempt at a British accent but it just came out weirdly Tennessean, making Kate laugh harder.
"Make fun not of my efforts Missy…." He started, stopping short when he caught sight of Kate's facial mock warning of the nickname.
"Honey?"
"Keep going"
"Pumpkin?"
"Getting warmer"
"Baby, sweetheart, muffin?" Jack rattled off, making Kate roll her eyes yet smile at the same time. Mentally choosing her favoured nickname and refusing to reveal it to Jack until he told her where they were going. Which he didn't.
A further half hour later and the first thing she saw was snow. The sight immediately exciting the little girl within and what stood out the most in this ethereal scenery was a luxuriously sized Cabin in the distance. Getting clearer amidst the falling snow when she then noticed that Jack was heading straight for it.
"You own a Cabin?"
"Well my family does, but they rarely use it." Jack revealed, smiling when that revelation failed to wipe the amazement off Kate's face.
However the chilly temperature soon made itself known and urged the couple to seek the nearest source of warmth, preferably in the form of the Cabin before them.
Jack spent the majority of the day showing Kate around and the remainder of it decorating. Jack insisting responsibility of the outdoor Christmas lights whilst Kate took domain over the Christmas tree.
A half hour into their shared tasks and Jack started knocking on the full length window in the living room. Startling Kate at first but she soon recovered and tended to what he was asking for, remembering to bulk up on the way out.
"What's up?"
"What's wrong with this picture?" Jack asked, frowning at the still bare front of the Cabin.
"You sure you connected it properly?" Kate checked.
"I thought I did, but perhaps I missed something along the way." He replied, walking back into the Cabin to check.
"How about now?" he shouted a few minutes later and failed to receive a reply.
The first thing she saw was a beautiful array of white lights framing the roof, but what made her heart stop was the deliberate formation of lights also decorating the middle of the outer Cabin wall.
Saying…Will you marry me?
(End of Flashback)
2 weeks had passed since her near death experience and all she wanted was to get out of the Hospital she'd been imprisoned to. What made her sentence liveable however were the two people who'd refused to leave her bedside.
Her memories were hazy at first, but with each day it became clearer. To the extent where she now remembered it all, up until the accident.
"Oh God, what have I done?"
(Meanwhile)
With Kate's health steadily improving over the last 2 weeks, so did Diane and Jack's relationship. Firmly believing there was no use fighting over someone they both loved, Diane chose to let bygones be bygones and give Jack a chance.
The choice allowing for her to finally see what her daughter saw in him, good. Plain and simple.
However that failed to extinguish her natural, motherly concern.
Sipping on her coffee, she thought of an effective and sympathetic way to come at this because she knew that Jack would immediately disagree with the idea.
Seeing him enter the Hospital Cafeteria, she waved him over from her table and watched him approach.
"Morning." She wished with a smile, achieving a similar response from before sitting down.
"Is everything alright?" Jack asked, knowing there was a reason she wanted to see him.
"I wanna thank you." Diane started. "If it weren't for you my daughter would be….."
"But she's not." Jack firmly assured, sympathising with the woman's struggle.
"But I'm still afraid Jack." She explained, "what if something like this happens again?"
"It won't." Jack assured her once again.
"No it won't" Diane repeated it, briefly looking down at her cup and then at Jack. "Not if she comes home with me."
Will Kate go through with Diane's plan now that she remembers everything? Will Jack let go?
Next Chapter: Jack's reaction and Kate's confession….