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The next day was her day off and she declared it Jack’s time. Sally and Roscoe were at Mountville all day and Jack intended to give Bethany her own mini vacation.

Sunday morning, he arrived early and whisked her off, declaring it Bethany’s Non-Labor Day. She laughed as he tossed her overnight bag in the back seat and lifted her into his SUV. Buckling her in, he saw her cocked eyebrow.

“Know you can do things yourself, beautiful, but don’t deny me a chance to get near you like this.” He leered at her breasts which were directly in front of his face before capturing her smile with his lips in a kiss that promised everything.

Pulling through his security gate and driving toward his house, she turned and said, “So, how come we get this time?”

He glanced to the side, seeing genuine interest, and not pouting because of his work hours, he responded, “ Don’t have to travel all the time, babe. A lot of what we do is in the field and, depending on the contract, can involve going to just about anywhere. For now, I’m keeping my contracts in either North or South America. Eventually, we could move worldwide, but I don’t have the manpower now to do that.”

She listened carefully, amazed at what he had accomplished.

He continued, “And a lot of what we can do is research, taking what others have gathered in the field and well…uh…let’s just say that my men can find things out in unconventional ways.”

“I see,” she replied, although, truthfully, she had no idea what he meant. “Does unconventional equate to…um…illegal?”

He smiled but did not answer and she found that she really did not want to know. Maybe the less I know, the better off I am!

“I don’t want to spend our non-Labor Day holiday talking about work, but let’s just say I’ve got good men working for me. Luke runs most of our software programs and he is my data-mining guru, but as far as the other six? Every one of them loves working in the field, so…I’m learning I can investigate from here perhaps more than I had in the past.”

“Oh?” she smiled to herself. “Is there something here that keeps your interest?”

By then they had pulled around to the back to his garage entrance and parked inside. He twisted his body toward hers and answered, “Oh, beautiful, just the thought of being here with you has not only my interest, but my dick twitching.”

Seeing her blush, he chuckled. “Come on, let me show you around.”

The tour of the living space of the house had Bethany’s mouth watering. In Richmond, her apartment’s kitchen was a decent size, but since making her home at Mountville, she had to get used to a miniscule kitchen. But Jack’s? Oh my God. She had seen it when dropping off the cobbler but had not really taken a look around. Huge space, loads of countertops, cabinets galore, stainless-steel appliances. She whirled around gleefully and declared, “I want to cook you dinner here tonight.”

His brow furrowed as he answered, “I was going to take you out tonight, babe.”

“No, please,” she begged. “Let me cook here. I haven’t had a chance to cook in a kitchen this big in soooo long.”

The smile on her face convinced him that she was telling the truth, so he acquiesced. He tagged her hand and, since she had seen the living room and deck, he led her toward the back of the house. “I’ve got an office here for non-secure work, a guest bathroom, and the laundry room leads to the garage.”

She nodded as she perused his home, alternating between admiration of the beauty and neatness of his house and the feel of his fingers linked with hers. They stopped at the bottom of the stairs, and she looked up quickly as he suddenly turned and met her gaze.

“Going to leave this decision up to you, beautiful.” He saw her quizzical expression and continued. “I show you the upstairs now, no way can I see you in my bedroom for the first time and not take your sweet body. I’ve got other things for us to do today, including taking you out wheeling over my property. I’ll leave it up to you. Sightsee now and fuck later, or we head up the stairs now.”

He watched her carefully, but she never hesitated. Standing on her tiptoes, with one hand balancing against his heartbeat, she whispered, “Let’s fuck.”

Grinning, he scooped her up into his arms and took the stairs two at a time. Stripping her slowly he peeled away each layer, savoring the gift that lay underneath. Her breasts spilled over the tops of her demi-bra, their luscious mounds with the hidden rosy-tips beckoning. Slipping her bra off, his lips found their way to the hardened buds, and he suckled deeply.

While his mouth worked its magic on her breasts, he hooked his fingers into her panties at her hips and slid them down as well. Now, completely bare for his perusal, his dick was straining at his zipper.

He shed his shirt and she stared at the bare-chested magnificence. Massive pecs and rippled abs. Her fingers traced the muscles along his front, downward to the delicious V pointing straight into his pants. She unzipped his jeans and pushed them down his hips, snagging his boxers, freeing his engorged cock. As much as she loved his mouth on her tits, she gently pushed him back, allowing her body the room to sink to the floor on her knees at his feet. Taking him into her mouth, she began working her own brand of magic .

His hands found their way into her hair, cradling her head without pushing, as he allowed her to suck his cock at her own pace. Looking down, the sight of her beautiful mouth taking him in almost undid him. What the hell did I do to deserve this?

Her pace increased and he knew he was close. He reached down to pluck her up from the floor, but she glared and shook her head slightly while still sucking.

“Baby,” he growled, but she just shook her head again. She was holding on to his hips tightly. Spreading his legs slightly to open his stance, he allowed her, and his own body, to take over. He felt his balls tighten and, throwing his head back with a roar, he came, his hot semen pouring out of his jerking body and into her waiting mouth.

Thrusting through his orgasm, he felt the jolt all the way down to his toes and lowered his head to see her swallowing until every last drop was gone. She’s so beautiful. He realized that with past blowjobs, he never had the desire to watch the woman take him. Just got lost in how it felt for me. But this time, with someone he cared about…watching her take him while he emptied himself… fuckin’ amazing.

He staggered, trying to get the feeling back into his legs, then scooped her up and gave her a little toss onto the bed. She giggled as she bounced, but he did not give her time to think. Grabbing her ankles, he pulled her forward until her ass was resting right on the edge of the mattress and her legs were in the air, opening herself for him.

He dropped to the floor and gently pulled her legs up onto his shoulders. Her folds glistened, and he licked his lips before diving in. She tasted better than he could have imagined as he licked, nipped and sucked his way around her folds, finally latching himself onto her clit.

She screamed out his name as the sensations poured over her body from her core outwards. Bucking her hips upward, she felt his large hand press down on her stomach, holding her in place. The exquisite torture continued as she felt his tongue move inside her sex and as he moaned, she felt it vibrate inside. His beard scratched her sensitive skin as her body wound tight, racing toward the finish line, the goal just outside of view.

He moved back toward her clit, sucking it into his mouth while his hand slid up from her stomach to her breast and rolled her nipple between his fingers.

That was all it took for Bethany to hurl across the finish line, her hips bucking once more as the orgasm vibrated deep inside, spreading outwards.

Jack kept licking, feeling her juices spread over his tongue. Better than anything, baby. Opening his mouth wide, he felt her vibrations throughout, wanting them to last forever. They slowly subsided and he raised up, seeing her head back on the mattress, her eyes closed…and a smile on her face. He wanted to roar …I put that smile on her face!

Standing with her legs still raised up high, his cock was at her entrance. He watched as her eyes opened when the crinkle of the condom wrapper broke into her sated orgasm coma.

Realizing that he was going to take her in this position, she smiled again, already licking her lips in anticipation.

“I see my baby wants it hard,” he chuckled.

“Hard, fast, blow my mind…oh yeah,” she said, watching his eyes darken with desire. Her gaze caught the condom and she said, “Jack?” He stilled, his gaze latching onto hers. “Um, are you um…you know? I’m on the pill, and I’m clean. So, if yo?—”

“Babe, get checked out every six months for the job. Haven’t been with a woman since before that. I’m clean.”

She did not have time to process the realization that he had been without sex for that long before he interrupted her thoughts.

“You sure?”

She nodded, smiling once again. Then she did not have time to process anything other than to hang on for the ride of her life.

In one swift movement, he plunged inside her wet channel to the hilt. Her body quickly adjusted to his girth as he touched her womb.

“Oh, my God,” she breathed, as he began pistoning in and out, hard, and fast. At this angle, it felt as though he was touching her very soul.

He leaned over the edge of the bed, his hands on either side of her hips, watching her breasts as they bounced in rhythm to his thrusts. Unable to keep from touching them, he reached up, palming their firmness, before tweaking her nipples once more. Giving them a slight tug elicited a groan from deep inside of her that shot straight to his dick .

He lifted his gaze to her face and saw she was looking down to where they were joined. Hot as hell. Jesus, she’s going to kill me. His cock, slick with her juices, continued to find a tempo all its own, pounding inside her grasping sex.

“You close, baby?” he growled, his voice like gravel.

Her eyes squinted shut as her fingers clutched his hips. “Yes,” she panted.

“Eyes. I want your eyes on me,” he ordered.

She heard his words through the haze of sensations bombarding her, but they did not obey. Suddenly, his hand came down on her ass with a sharp slap, the sting immediately causing her eyes to snap open. Before she could protest, he smoothed his palm over her red globe, soothing the sting away.

“Want your eyes on me when we come, beautiful.” He chuckled as he saw her eyes widen first with indignation and then hooded with lust. “Yeah, my baby likes that,” he said, giving her ass another little pat.

With her eyes trained on his, he tweaked her nipple at the same time as using his thumb to press on her clit while his cock continued its assault. He watched as she flew apart underneath him, her orgasm grabbing his dick as it began to pour itself deep inside of her.

Never went gloveless. Never wanted to until now. I’ll never be able to go back to a sheath again, he admitted as the indescribable feeling of coming while buried bareback inside of her hit him. His legs, weak with strain, buckled and he fell on top of her, rolling to the side at the last second before crushing her. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her to his side, her cheek resting on his chest. I want this. I want her. Everyday.

As the post-orgasmic coma descended, they both lay quietly. She wondered what he was thinking. And she had to admit that she was already falling for this man—the one who works so hard to fight injustice when there will never be any glory in the success. She lay in his arms, luxuriating in the power of his embrace.

An hour later, after one more round of shower sex, a new experience for her and one that she could fully enjoy in his humongous tiled shower enclosure with the multi-head faucet raining water down upon them, they finally went back outside.

She squealed with delight as he handed her a helmet and proceeded to back an ATV out of the garage.

“You ever been on one?” he asked. Seeing her shake her head, he added, “Jump on and wrap your arms around my waist. Hang on and I’ll show you around my property.”

In a few minutes, they were following the trails that covered the outskirts of his twenty-six acres. The back of his land rose steadily as it climbed to the base of the closest mountain. When they slowed down, she was able to discern the fencing that divided his property from the park. Stopping at the peak of his acreage, he twisted and assisted her as he took her helmet off. He watched with pleasure as she turned and gazed down over the land.

“Oh Jack, it’s beautiful!” she exclaimed.

Her blonde hair had partially escaped its ponytail and the breeze blew it around her flawless face. Her wide, sky-blue eyes took in everything as she viewed the trees, meadow below, and in the distance, his home.

“Yeah,” he said, staring at her, “It’s beautiful.”

They sat in silence for a while, the late summer sun warming them on its descent. He sat on the ground at her back, his long legs stretched out on either side of hers.

“This is going to be beautiful in the fall when the leaves change colors,” she added after a while.

“I wasn’t here often last fall, so this’ll be my first time to see it.” Catching her smile as she twisted around to look at him, he added, “And being able to experience it for the first time with you will make it even better, baby.”

As she leaned her head back onto his shoulder, he kissed her once more. Soft. Gentle. With the promise of good things to come.

By the time they returned home, it was almost dinnertime and she insisted on cooking. He offered to help, but mostly just stayed out of her way. She flitted around the kitchen, discovering where he kept items and utensils. Soon, the smell of homemade tomato, basil, and garlic pasta sauce was simmering, hand-rolled meatballs were cooking, and garlic toast was baking.

Sitting down at his table for their dinner, the conversation flowed, just as it always had. She learned more about his business, what he could tell her, and she regaled him with tales of life at the cabins.

He managed to convince her to let him have the wall built this week for her protection. After dinner, they settled on the deck swing, her legs stretched out in the seat with her ass in his lap. Sipping wine while watching the sunset over the mountains in the distance was the perfect end to a perfect day. Or so she thought.

It was actually when she fell asleep, her head on his chest with their legs tangled and his arm protectively around her middle after another round of sensational sex. Then it was the perfect end to the perfect day.