Blame It On the Zeppelin Part 2
"Jon why are you being so careful with me? You know I felt how hard you were when we were up at the turntable and when we were dancing. And then, you come out here and just offer me some water. Honestly? What's up with that?"
"All right, I need to be honest with you. I think you think I'm not that interested in you and only feel bad because of your car. You're wrong! I'm crazy about you. I mean fucking out of my mind, can't think of anything else but you, crazy about you. Suddenly, my moral compass starts screaming, seven fucking hells, this is Lord Eddard's daughter! I'm not sure that I'm supposed to have fucking wood for my mentor's daughter."
"So what if you didn't know? What if we just met and I wasn't anybody in particular. Would that be different?"
"I wouldn't be meeting anyone else. I wasn't looking for anybody. Then you and I collided, literally and something happened."
"So why don't you just let it happen? How do you think I feel? Don't you think I liked it when I knew I excited you?"
"I hope so. I want it so bad. Not just the sex, I mean. I want to be with you. You can tell I want to make love with you."
"You always constrain yourself. You've got to stop thinking, bloody fucking hells, this is Lord Stark's daughter. See me! Just Sansa. Me, right here next to you. Please!"
"I do see you. That's the conundrum. I see you, I want you, I want you in my life, and then I think, how am going to explain this to your father."
"Look, let's not sit out here in the car."
"All right. Put your hand with mine on the shift. I feel like this is all escalating the wrong way. Let's go to my apartment, sit out on the terrace, and look at the stars. While we're out there, I hope you won't laugh, but I'm probably going to tell you I'm falling in love with you and that I want to make love with you and then if you let me, I'm going to pick you up. I'm going to carry you into my bedroom and throw you on my bed."
"Without reservations? You won't be picturing my father with some kind of huge blood stained sword hanging over your head?"
"Without any reservations and bloody swords. Not at all. Just pick you up, throw you on that bed, and honestly, I'm going to make love to you. I'm going to whisper all the wrong lyrics to you with every kiss. You're going to laugh every time I'm wrong, but that's OK. I don't care because all I care about is you."
"So what are you waiting for? Drive faster!"
When they got to Jon's apartment building and pulled in the parking garage Sansa still had her hand on Jon's. He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it. Sansa let him lift her out of the Jeep and into his arms. With every step, Jon kissed a different spot. Once upstairs, in the huge apartment on the top floor, he carried her out onto the terrace where the stars hung in the dome of the sky like glittering Christmas lights.
"Do you really care about the stars?"
"I do, but not tonight. There is only one thing I want and it's not another water. I want you. Fuck the stars, they will be there tomorrow night."
Jon did exactly what he had described. He carried her through the apartment, not even bothering to flick on any lights. He opened his door with his foot and walked toward the bed.
"You aren't kidding."
"You know I wasn't."
"So throw me on the bed. Make love to me, no matter whose daughter I am. Just make love to me."
Jon didn't throw Sansa down on the bed. He placed her on her feet in front of it and they both watched each other begin to remove their clothes. Jon took his T shirt off over his head in one pull. Sansa kicked her shoes off and pulled her T shirt off as well. She was wearing a pink lace and satin bra. When she looked up, Jon's grey eyes are on her.
"Let me help you with those skinny jeans of yours and then you can peel mine off me."
"I would love nothing better."
She unzipped his pants and started to push them down. She was watching him. The pants fell to the ground and Sansa could see through his underwear that he was rock solid again.
"OK my girl, your turn."
He pulled her to him and unzipped her pants. She started to wiggle out of them.
"No let me. Get on the bed and I'm going to peel those pants off you. In fact, I'm going to peel them off you with my teeth."
Sansa giggled a bit, in anticipation. She liked Jon unbound and focused only on her. Jon bent over her and hooked a finger in one of the loops of her jeans. He kissed her hip just above her jeans, then took the pants in his teeth and pulled them down with a low growl.
"Here, they're really tight. Let me help you."
"I know the're really tight. Why do you think I had such a hard-on when you were dancing up against me? You knew it was going to happen."
"Why do you think I was doing it? You think you're the only one that's been crazy all week? Do you think you're the only one whose logically ordered mind was thrown into total chaos?"
"By the gods, you are beautiful. You are in my bed and all I want to do is make love with you."
Jon climbed onto the bed with Sansa. He yanked his underwear off and tossed them. Sansa had already unclasped her bra in the front. Her breasts were tantalizing. Jon didn't know what to do first.
"Come here." she said and reached for his dark curls.
She pulled his mouth down to hers in an urgent kiss. This was going so fast, but they couldn't help it. They were both hungry. Hungry like they had been starving for years for the touch of a lover.
"I hope this isn't your favorite thong because it's in my way."
"I don't care. Rip it off." she said and he did.
Jon couldn't wait another moment to enter her. He reached down and found her cunt was already wet and waiting. His fingers flicked playfully at her clit.
"All of my love, all of my love. All of my love to you,"
There was no more waiting, not for either of them. Jon kissed Sansa hard, taking her mouth as he thrust into her. She did gasp, just like in the movies. That only excited him even more. He thrust his penis deep into her. She wrapped her arms around his neck. They began to move together in a rhythm they both found easily. This was the first time they were making love and they both wanted to memorize every second. He wished he could take her slowly, but there was no way. She wished he would fuck her hard into the sheets. In the high heat of passion, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him into her as far as he would go. Suddenly, it was perfect and they were in harmony. She called his name into his lips. He called her name as his tongue flicked at each of her nipples to make them harder. He repeated her name over and over and over like a mantra, like a prayer. Sansa could feel the beginning of her orgasm deep within her.
"Jon you have to come with me."
"I will."
He stopped for a second and just looked into her deep ocean blue eyes with his storm grey eyes. He willingly let himself drown in her.
"Sansa, come with me."
He gripped her harder and the two of them began with an urgency of his thrusting into her cunt and her opening and opening and engulfing him until there was no separation between them. They exploded one into the other, over and over like a supernova expanding to create their own universe.
"All of my love, all of my heart, all of my soul to you."
