A Very Furry Christmas

He couldn't help himself. Caitlin was like a drug he needed to have in his system before he could start his day properly. During their heart to heart, he'd shared things with her it had taken him years to open up about with anyone else and even then, it was to a privileged few. Certainly not anyone he'd anticipated beginning a relationship with. Details too personal and emotional to share in order to maintain his dominant stance. Yet he had told her about the most painful part of his life. The place he didn't choose to visit too often.

Perhaps he'd seen a kindred spirit in her. Someone who'd had an equally horrible time growing up and used sex as a way to deal with it. Whatever the reason, he'd broken his rules for her. Now he wanted to do it again.

"I could do with a shower myself," he whispered into his ear, reveling in the goosebumps it brought to the skin on her arms. Okay, she wasn't ready for some aspects of his life, but they'd proved beyond doubt they had chemistry where it counted. He didn't see the point of denying themselves pleasure where they could find it when they'd already experienced so much pain in their lives.

He spun her around and kissed her the way he'd been wanting to since they'd run into each other last night, channeling all the hurt of the last few days into the passion of the embrace. She kissed him back, thrusting her tongue into his mouth and acquiescing to all suggestions. It was all he needed.

Caitlin shrieked as he lifted her up and hooked her legs around his waist, carrying her straight back to the bedroom and into his bathroom. He managed to turn the shower on in between kisses and tearing off her clothes along with his. "I hope you're going to scrub my back," she said, pulling him under the spray of the water with her and closing the cubicle door.

"Oh, I'm going to do much more than that.”

She bit her lip, watching as he squeezed the shower gel into his hands and rubbed them together. Her naked body was a playground waiting for him to explore but it was her pert nipples which caught his attention first. He soaped her breasts, grazing his palms over the tight points and making himself hard at the same time. Her little moan drove him on, covering her entire body with suds and kisses as he went. His hand slid smoothly up her inner thigh and she parted her legs, waiting for him to go further. One finger dipped inside to stroke her, enough to have her brace herself against the sides. She was ready for more and so was he.

With a growl he thrust his sturdy erection inside her, heard her cry out as she wrapped her limbs around him.

"I think it's about time we did this lying down, don't you?" It occurred to him that their most recent intimate encounter had been a hasty, upright affair, all to satisfy their needs quickly and efficiently.

“I don't care,” she gasped. "I just want you."

As flattering as that was, she needed to know everything he had to offer. Jason wanted to take his time, driving her as crazy as she did him. He withdrew from inside her, mourning the loss of her warm heat tight around his cock already, but this wasn't about him. A relationship was all about give and take. Jason was a man who enjoyed both ends of the scale.

He kissed his way down her naked, wet body, parting her legs and hooking them over his shoulders. Caitlin sucked in a sharp breath as he licked the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, felt her tense as he moved closer to that soft mound between her legs. With the tip of his tongue, he parted her nether lips then plunged deep, circling, swirling and licking until she was arching her back off the bed and crying out in ecstasy.

He tasted the sweetness of her orgasm which had come way too easily. It was something she was going to have to work on. Discipline was necessary when it came to playing.

He lapped her juices, letting the flat of his tongue cover the route back from where he'd started until he kissed her on the mouth so she could taste herself on his lips.

"Is this okay for you? I mean, I know you want something more, something different." That fear she wasn't enough was there in Caitlin's concerned gaze and he hated himself for making her believe that she was lacking in some way. He was the one who couldn't settle even for someone as perfect and loving as the woman lying naked and beautiful beneath him. It was his problem, not hers.

"I'm not gonna lie, I do, but that doesn't mean I'm not enjoying this, or you." He sucked hard on her nipple, making her buck against him, and bringing her soft wetness into contact with his hard shaft.

"I hope so." She gave him that gorgeous smile before lifting her lips to meet his.

"As long as you don't expect me to dress up as a fucking polar bear every time you're horny either." He congratulated himself for making her giggle so hard she jiggled against him more, until his restraint completely disintegrated.

The laughter turned into a soft moan when he lost himself inside her again, forging their bodies back together to satisfy them both. How she even imagined this was scant consolation for everything else he wanted to do to her was ridiculous. She was everything right now and being inside her was the only place he wanted to be.

A groan of pure gratification erupted from somewhere deep within him. This was more than sex. More than great sex. It was the absolute pinnacle. He ground his hips against hers, thrusting his cock deep and hard, again, again and again. Sweat was beading on his skin, his breathing rapid and ragged. Yet he didn't want this to end too soon.

"Turn over," he commanded, pulling out so he could do it all over again. Caitlin rolled over then positioned herself on all fours.

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Jason uttered a prayer of thanks for her naked backside presented to him as she waited for him to take her. There was so much he wanted to do to her, but this bedroom wasn't the place for that. Maybe next time if he was lucky. He was still a good lover and once he had Caitlin's complete trust, they could experiment and test her real limits. For now, it would be enough for them to come until they thought they might never walk again.

Jason stuck his cock into her from behind and she gasped even though she was soaking with anticipation. He moved slowly at first, letting her get used to him. His hands on her hips, he slid in and out of her wet hole with rhythmic motion until he felt her tighten, heard her cries becoming louder.

Faster and faster, he pumped inside her, his pace driving them ever quicker towards nirvana. He grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back. Caitlin moaned as he did so, and he felt her squeeze her inner muscles in response. She was close to orgasm; he knew her tells now. That clench and release as she fought release until it overtook her. He withdrew and slammed back inside her, tugging a handful of her hair as he did so. She cried out as he did it once, twice, then he felt her climax, coating him in her slick juices. As Caitlin surrendered, Jason finally let go, grunting as he poured into her. Giving her everything he had until he was as spent as she was, collapsing beside her and fighting for breath. "How am I supposed to go to work now?" she gasped, lying flat out, gloriously spreadeagled across the bed. He could just imagine her there, cuffed to the bed, tied down and waiting for his attentions. Soon, he told himself, when it was clear she was already so eager to please him.

"I don't think I can walk, never mind skate," he laughed with her. In an ideal world they'd lie here until they recovered, then do it all over again. This was as close to perfect as they could hope for when they both had to work for a living. "In hindsight perhaps we should've showered after."

He watched her chest rise and fall after every word. Still with the urge to palm her breasts and suck on those ripe nipples. Sometimes vanilla was a nice change from those other rich, over-indulgent flavors.