CHAPTER 37

THE FINAL DECISION. FOR NOW


It was late afternoon, the guests had left, and Davis and Sonny were packing their things and bags to leave. Jason was closing the windows of the cabin when Dianna came next to him. She was finally alone with him, and felt awkward about what to say, so she just looked at him for a few seconds. He was wearing a dark green polo shirt, and jeans, but Dianna saw from the skin of his arms that he was feeling cold. It was getting colder by the minute.

"Do you" Dianna started, with her arms crossed, and Jason turned to her, "do you need to go back to VA Beach today?"

Jason looked a bit confused. He thought that since Will was caught, she'd want to go back and finish packing. "I don't… no. Do you want to stay?" he said, looking at Dianna, all uncomfortable. Her delicate burgundy blouse now was covered by a beautiful cream knitted coat.

She swallowed. "Yes. If you don't mind".

Jason sighed. "I don't know if that's-"

"I just wanted to talk to you. And enjoy the place and the surroundings, specially tomorrow morning. There's just so much stuff to do around here". She smiled but had a sad expression, and Jason didn't think he'd like the conversation they were having. But he nodded, agreeing, and she nodded back. He continued to close the windows while Dianna let Davis know that they'd stay so she could go with Sonny and didn't have to help them close up the cabin.

Davis and Sonny left soon after, and Jason walked back inside the cabin, where he had just lit the fireplace, but Dianna called him, walking to the grass area. He walked down the deck and saw that the sunset was dark orange, pink and almost purple, and the grass area had a view of it from the side. Jason swallowed while approaching Dianna, she had her back to him, facing the sunset, and her arms crossed, and he felt sadder by the second. She was acting a bit too melancholic during the past few hours.

She sighed when Jason stood next to her and looked at the gorgeous sunset. His skin was looking almost red with that light, and she turned to him. He turned to her, with a stern face.

"I lied to you" she bluntly said, and Jason looked confused and alarmed. "My mother said a few more things in her hallucination" she stated, and he waited. She continued, with a shaky voice. "He looks like the type of guy who always breaks a woman's heart, is what she said. And what she'd probably say if she was alive".

Jason swallowed, with his eyes filled with tears. But kept quiet, he needed to hear her say it. It was his fault, after all.

"I know it's only been a few days since you told me everything, even though the past days were so eventful that it felt like a lot more. But I thought a lot about what happened, and how you hurt me and broke my heart, Jason" she said, with tears in her eyes, "and I just couldn't find a way to be sure that I wouldn't use what you did to me, against you, in the future, during a fight or something. I'm sorry, the future is out of my control" she stated, shaking her head, and a tear rolled down her face, and Jason could hear his own heart breaking. A tear rolled down his face too, and he kept staring blankly.

She wasn't finished, and he endured it. "I understand your reasons for acting like you did, and I do believe that you regretted about what you thought about me at that time, and that you trust me now" she stated, and Jason nodded, bitterly regretting what he did, to his core, "but for now, I am sure that I want to be with you, so much that I don't feel so hurt anymore. I don't think time will change my opinion, so I just want to live it. Life can be too short". She finished, and Jason continued to stare, registering her words.

Dianna looked anxiously at him. "So, if you think you can accept this risk that, maybe someday, I'll hold a grudge or something, bad enough for attacking you with that, I'm sorry, I don't think I'd do it now, but I can't promise, and you're allowed to be offended by my words".

She kept waiting, anxious, and he just stared at her, with his mouth slightly open. Dianna glanced away, at the sunset, then back at him, and she quickly dried her cheek with her hand. His face looked cuter then ever, wet with some tears that rolled down.

"So you forgive me?" finally Jason asked, in disbelief, because he thought he missed something in the translation.

She nodded, because it was obvious. For her. "Hum, yeah, like I said, for now I do, but I might hold a grudge for you in the future, I don't know. I don't think so, but who knows. But for now, I just know that I want to be with you more than-"

Jason interrupted her, kissing her lips, because now she was just blabbing and he wasn't a patient man. All he heard was that she forgave him and wanted to be with him, and all that nonsense about the future he just didn't care.

He breathed in when he tasted her soft lips and she wrapped her arms around his neck, and he embraced her with his arms around her waist, with such force that she bent backwards.

He had to stop kissing to let her know. "I missed you so much", then she smiled and kissed him back, eager, and he moved his hands all over her body, desperate and moaning, and she messed his hair and caressed his back. "I need to be inside of you" Jason stated with a shaky voice, barely keeping his lips from hers.

She stopped the kiss, and distanced from him, not without some difficulty, and took his hand, smiling and guiding him back to the cabin, and he thought that she was moving too slow so he grabbed her legs and carried her like a caveman, on his shoulder, and she gasped, laughing, while he joyfully and quickly carried her to the main bedroom, which hadn't even been used, with the bedsheets untouched. Not for long, though, because Jason released her in the middle of the wooden bed, which made a slight cracking sound, and they both chuckled. He pulled his t-shirt from the front and she squirmed, because he had a hunger and serious stare while he opened his belt and took off his boots.

"Go on, take it all off, now" he demanded, because she took off her coat but kept her jeans and blouse.

"Wait" she gestured to him, after he took off her boots, impatient, and he stopped, confused. She sat on the bed. "I… I brought protection. In my bag" she said, timid.

Jason swallowed. "I'm clean" he said, but she kept staring. He now was afraid that she really slept with someone else during the time apart, and felt nauseated.

"I don't trust her" Dianna confessed, looking down.

Jason smiled, and clumsily informed her. "I always used protection. With her. Always, I swear", and as he said it, he felt angry at himself because he never trusted Natalie that much either, and just couldn't admit it.

Dianna smiled, and noticed his look of jealousy earlier. "I didn't sleep with anyone, Jason. I'm clean, too" she confirmed, and she knew for certain, just in case, because the CIA tested them for anything and everything during the training.

He opened a wide smile, and kissed her slowly, happy that he could be inside of her soon, so he opened her jeans, so anxious that his hands weren't finding the damn zipper.

"Jason, do you trust me?" she asked, stopping the kiss.

"Oh yes, no doubt about it" he answered, smiling, but then she smiled, escaped his embrace and made him roll to the side, switching positions.

"Do you really? Because there's something that I want to show you", she said, and she straddled him. Jason didn't hesitate, excited. "I do. Show me"

"Then take off your pants and stay lying down on the bed, I'll be right back". She demanded, and he gladly did it. She quickly came back with a bottle of tequila and something else, and now he was the one squirming with anticipation, and waiting for her on the bed in his boxer briefs.

She put the bottle of tequila on a side table and asked him to stretch his arms to the side, and he watched, alarmed, when she took off two scarves and touched his wrist. She looked at him again, noticing his alarm. "You okay?"

Jason blinked, but he was very curious. He was looking forward for when she'd ride him like a cowgirl or something. "Yeah, go on".


Jason watched as Dianna tied his hands on the headboard, not too strongly, then she turned the lights on the lampshades, because it was already dark, and started to finally take off her clothes. Jason had to look down because he couldn't see her entire body properly, and he missed her a lot, and swallowed, hard, when he finally saw her pale skin completely undressed and illuminated by the lampshades. He slightly moved his hands, trying to pull them, because he felt the urge to touch her body, but she raised an eyebrow at him and he stopped. She took off his boxer briefs, and his erection was pulsating while he was waiting for her, tied up.

Dianna sat beside him, on her side, and he turned to see her body.

"I think you should sit on me right now" Jason naughtily suggested, with a husky voice. He couldn't wait to feel her tight and wet around him again.

Dianna smiled, affectionate, but she still wanted to show him something.

"You're a leader of an assault team, Jason" she said, while lazily grazing her fingers on his forehead, nose and lips, "You charge. Advance. That's what you do, and what you're good at". He nodded, agreeing, and she gave him a soft kiss, still on his side.

Then she straddled him, but kept away from his erection. She tenderly kissed his face and neck, taking her time, and he was already gasping when she started to graze her fingers on his chest and abs. He felt shivers all around.

"Do you like it?" She calmly asked, and he nodded, stern. "You're always in pain, Jason, carrying a lot of weight, literally and also with your decisions and responsibilities. Your mind never stops. You need to control so many things at once" she said, affectionate, and he gasped with her touch, and nodded again. He wasn't too talkative that day.

"I wanted to show you how it's like to not have control, for once" she stated, and now he was panting. He felt like he was losing control of himself already.

Dianna moved her hips to keep her core just inches above his erection, and Jason was breathing heavily. "I don't like to lose control" he confessed, and hummed because she touched his nipples with her thumbs. He was more than ready for her, and she continued to hover over him, and now she stopped touching him altogether.

"Like I said, you advance, and you're amazing at it. I love it" she confessed, smirking, and he smiled at her, cocky.

"But I, on the other hand, I'm an interrogator" she said next to his ear, still not touching him at all, and he shuddered, hard, "and my expertise is to tease" she grazed his chest, "and pressure" she continued the line down until it was reaching his lower abs, "and deceive", he gasped, because she stopped touching him right before reaching his member.

She now was looking at him, her soft lips really close to his. She licked her lips, and he unconsciously licked his, looking into her feline dark eyes. "The sensation you feel when you finally figure someone out" she said, and he suddenly felt her nipples touching his chest, and he gasped and squirmed his legs, his heart was beating fast, "or when you break them, Jason" she said, smiling, and he suddenly felt her finger touching the tip of his erection, and he moaned. "Is just… so good" she finished, and he felt her wet core just slightly touching the tip of his member, and he closed his eyes and grunted, focusing to not come. He raised his hips to reach her deeper, but she quickly escaped and distanced herself completely from him.

He now was shivering and feeling the urge to untie himself. His erection was painfully hard and he waited in anticipation. He watched her with disbelief when she all of a sudden got out of the bed and left the bedroom.

"What" he said, squirming, "Where are you going? Dianna" he asked, desperate. She came back after less than thirty seconds, but for Jason it felt like forever, and she was holding a shot glass. She opened the bottle of tequila and poured the golden liquid into the glass, until it was completely full. Then she calmly climbed back to the bed, carefully holding the glass, and straddled him, again, and smiled before turning the shot of tequila right in front of him, and the glass was so full that, again, a drop rolled down her mouth, neck, and collarbone, but this time Dianna didn't stop it, and it rolled down her breast, too. And fell on his stomach. Jason was gasping, watching that scene, and Dianna grazed her lips on his neck, like a feather, still not touching him anywhere else, even though he kept raising his hips to try to touch her. He just wanted to cry.

"For five months I thought about you" she confessed, in his ear, "and you were my inspiration to endure all those exercises and all through the training for torture. Because you've been through worse". He swallowed, hard, and had tears in his eyes, while his erection didn't stop pulsating. He never felt so many emotions at once.

Her face came back next to his. "I did it all for myself, of course, but I also wanted you to be proud of me. The team leader. Master Chief Hayes" she confessed, looking into his warm brown eyes, now completely filled with tears. He was panting and had a lump in his throat.

"Please don't move, Jason" she pleaded, looking into his eyes, and he nodded. She raised a bit and untied his hands, then came closer to him again.

"That was you, not having control" she stated, and she softly kissed his lips, with the taste of tequila on her lips. He was breathing hard, waiting, and his heart was pounding. She distanced her face from his and raised her torso.

"Now ravage me, Jason" she suddenly said, smirking.

It took only a second for him to react to her words, and he advanced on her in a speed that he didn't even know that was possible. She was still smiling when he sat up and just pushed her on the bed, and her head was so close to the edge that locks of her hair were cascading down to the floor. Her back barely touched the bed and he guided his erection inside of her.

He almost cried of pleasure and let out a loud moan as soon as he felt her tight, warm and wet walls welcoming him, but he couldn't wait so he pushed as fast and hard as he could, and began to thrust into her hard and fast, desperate for a release, with his lips against hers and his hand pressing her thigh, and she was moaning too and messing his hair.

"Go on" Dianna encouraged him, because Jason kept trying to control it to wait for her, but he just couldn't seem to be able to slow down, so he looked desperately at her, and she confirmed. "Relinquish control, Jason", she said, panting and smiling, pulling his hair. He gasped, desperate, and thrust much faster, coming inside of her a few seconds later, grunting loudly, when he exploded inside of her.

Dianna was smiling, but Jason knew she didn't come, so he kissed her lips, still with his heart beating fast and shivering, and moved his fingers on her clit, but she took off his hand. "No. I want to wait for you" she said, hungry, and he nodded and kissed her again, still inside of her, until he was ready, which was soon.

When he was, he slid her to the middle of the bed, and now he enjoyed all of her, touching, kissing and licking her entire body, also licking the drop of tequila from her breast to her mouth. Now she was the one squirming, but from the touch of his rough hands. He fucked her slowly, and then hard, and then fast, and he gasped desperate almost all of the time. He couldn't get enough of her, and Dianna also came many times that night.

"You'll be the death of me" he confessed, murmuring against her lips, while he was eagerly but slowly fucking her for the third time that night, after sleeping for a couple of hours. Now they were laying over some blankets in front of the fireplace, and the flames were making them feel feverish.

"Did you miss me, then?" she asked, cupping his bearded cheek with her hand and grazing her thumb on his lips.

He kissed her thumb. "I felt dead inside, Dianna. I barely remember these past months" he honestly said, stern.

"Well, too bad. Because I missed you a lot, but I had fun" she opened a wide smile to him, and he couldn't help but to laugh with her.

"Let's just remind you of what you were missing then, huh" Jason dangerously said, and he ripped that smug smile right off her face while he raised her legs even more and thrust into her harder.

Dianna wasn't laughing anymore.


After they were too exhausted to go on, and feeling too hot from the fireplace, Jason and Dianna made their way back to the bedroom, where they slept for hours. Dianna woke up first, again with her head slightly over Jason's chest. The bedroom curtain was slightly open and the light was almost hitting her face. She saw he was asleep then decided to go to the bathroom, to freshen up and brush her teeth, what obviously was normal when you're a new couple. She put on her knit coat and walked there, barefoot, and in the mirror she saw her face pinkish from his beard, and her cheeks were blushed. She wasn't sure if he'd want to get up for breakfast or not, but it was a beautiful and chilly day outside. She felt a slight discomfort in her core, probably because Jason was already very big, and they were really eager, and rough, the night before. But she'd have time to recover now.

She walked back to the bedroom, and when she climbed back into the bed, still with her coat on, Jason woke up.

"Hi" he said to her, sleepy but widely smiling, and exhaled with a husky voice. She felt shivers again.

"Hey. You hungry? Because I am" she said, and she was feeling really hungry. She was in a mood for something salty, like eggs, then something sweet. Then maybe later, something Hayes again.

"Oh, I am", he huskily said, sliding her waist closer to him and burying his face on her neck, kissing it. She gasped when he put his hand on her core, massaging it. "And you say you're hungry too, huh?"

"Hum" Dianna was a bit overwhelmed by Jason's fast actions, especially because he had just woken up, and in a matter of seconds he was on top of her, kissing and licking her neck and breasts, and she was very wet again. "Oh, hum" she squirmed a bit when she felt that he was already ready to take her. That was fast. "I'm not… I need some time to recover" she clumsily said, because it never happened to her before. She was never fucked so many times in one night that she felt this kind of discomfort hours later, but it definitely was worth it.

He stopped and looked at her, concerned. "Did I hurt you?"

"I don't think so" she sincerely said, nervous because he kept a worried face, "Hum, it was amazing last night and I didn't feel any pain" she assured him, quickly, "But I'm feeling just a bit… bothered inside since I woke up".

He sat down, still erect, with a concerned look. "Oh. Sorry, I was too rough with you. It won't happen again, I promise ok".

"No" she loudly said to him, and he looked, alarmed, "Please, do it again. I loved it" she admitted, timid, "I just think that we did a lot of stuff last night, and, hum, you're a big guy, so" she gestured, now feeling incredibly awkward, so she wrapped her coat around her body.

He opened a wide and cocky smile. "Is that so, huh?" and came closer to her, kissing her neck again and immediately placing his hand back on her core, which was still wet, "I'm too big for this, huh?" he teased, but Dianna knew that he knew he was big as fuck. He was in the Navy and they had to use collective showers sometimes.

She licked her lips. "Hum, yeah, so, I was thinking that we could eat something, I can make eggs and maybe pancakes" and she gasped, because he rubbed his rough hand faster and harder between her legs, "and then walk around".

"U-hum" he said with a husky voice in her ear, and now Dianna was moving against his hand too, and entwining her legs on his, "in a minute".

She decided it was unfair for her to get all the pleasure alone, so she grabbed his erection, that was still pulsating, and started to rub too, mimicking the rhythm and moves that Jason was doing to her.

"Oh my God, Dianna" Jason said in her ear, exhaling with a husky voice, and she just couldn't take it anymore.

"You know what, I can give it a go" she suddenly said, quickly pushing his hand away and guiding his erection to her core, moving her hips against him.

"Are you sure? I can do something else-" Jason asked, looking at her, but she just interrupted, "Oh, there's no need, just go on, I'll let you know if anything… just…" and she wrapped her legs around him, eager, while he chuckled and slowly pushed inside of her, gasping.

He looked at her to see if she felt any pain while he pushed in, but she was gasping and smiling. She felt a slight pressure, but her desire was way more powerful than that.

"Oh yes. All good" she stated, and they chuckled and slowly and lazily fucked again.


"You know what, I'll eat on the sofa, the view is so beautiful there", Dianna stated, grabbing her plate of scrambled eggs and sitting on the soft leather sofa, on her side.

"Oh. Ok. I'll get you your pancakes" Jason said, from the kitchen, while he flipped two of them.

"Just one is fine" she stated, silently eating her eggs while watching Jason in the kitchen, very focused and meticulously using a lot of dishes at the same time. He noticed and glanced at her, and she blushed.

"Are you checking me out, ma'am?" he teased, taking the pancakes from the pan. She shrugged. "Sure. Can I?"

He walked to her, and slid two pancakes on her plate, even though she said just one. He exhaled, with a husky voice, again. "Hell yes".

She squirmed. Now he had to stop with that, because she truly felt uncomfortable. She couldn't stay seated on the wooden kitchen stool because of it. "We should go for a walk around the area, what do you think?"

He grabbed his plate and walked to the sofa, sitting next to her.

"Great idea. You want to hike or run?" he asked, devouring his food and turning his body to her.

"Neither. Just walk. Like, anywhere we want" she said. He sat on the opposite side of the sofa that she thought, so she needed to change positions to face him. "I don't know if you call it a hike" she put her hand down do help her switch sides, discreetly, "but we could walk somewhere flat" she said, exhaling a bit when she finally switched sides.

Jason watched her, stern. "Ok. We'll walk then".

"Good. Hey, will you tell me now what happened between you and Natalie?"

Jason was pensive, then shrugged. "I told her everything that was wrong with us, which were a lot of things, actually, and she acted jealous, throwing my phone. And inadvertently confirmed that my therapist was giving her information about my sessions". He told, grumpy, then stood up to get Dianna's cup of tea that she forgot in the kitchen. He placed it on the coffee table, and she glanced at it.

"Oh my God Jason, that's awful. It's completely illegal, besides unethical. What will you do?" she was shocked.

"I'll stay the hell away from that woman, that's what I'm going to do" he said, stern, sitting on the other side of Dianna, and sipping his coffee that he brought from the kitchen. "And get me a new shrink, of course".

Dianna was exasperated. It was worse than she thought. "But are you sure that she knew that stuff from your therapist?" she asked, putting her plate next to her on the sofa so she could slowly turn to the other side, "Maybe you were drunk and told her something-"

"Oh my God, are you seriously going to keep doing this?" Jason asked, indignant.

"Doing what?" Dianna was lost.

"Flipping like a steak on the grill. Dianna, you're obviously in pain" he gestured, "why the hell didn't you tell me to stop? You said you'd tell me" he was really annoyed with her.

"First of all. A steak you only flip once, ok? Jesus, you're really terrible with meat. Second of all, I didn't feel it at the time. Just a slight pressure. It's not painful, it's more like an annoying discomfort" she explained, and then smiled, because she decided to massage his ego to improve his mood. "Oh, come on, that must have happened with you before, hum?"

Jason stared at her. "No. Not really" he honestly answered, pensive, but still annoyed. Yet he didn't remember fucking anyone so eagerly for so many times in a matter of a few hours, and Dianna was small and tight as hell, too. So now he wasn't sure if Dianna didn't go through this before with some other 'big guy'. It was her type, after all.

"Oh? Ok" Dianna commented, and there was an awkward silence. She took her phone, which was right next to her leg, fortunately, and searched for something.

"And with you?" Jason finally asked, not being able to hide his jealousy after the long silence.

"With me what" Dianna asked distractedly, still looking at her phone.

Jason sighed. He knew she understood the question. "Have you, like, felt this… discomfort before? Because if you have, it could be some medical issue" he tried to disguise his jealousy with protectiveness.

She looked up at his eyes again, playful. "No Jason, I haven't. But apparently Ariana Grande has". She touched her phone and a music started to play, loudly, and Jason watched, confused, while Dianna sang with some girl that apparently was Ariana.

"I've been here all night, I've been here all day. And boy… you got me walking side to side" Dianna sang, coming closer to Jason, smiling and kissing his jealous face.

He laughed from her slyness, she knew how to massage his ego, in deed.

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