Velvet Kisses Ch. 10

"Not a bad looking place, is it?" Dane asked as he came up behind Jeneda and wrapped an arm around her waist. "It belongs to my parents. But they only come up here every once in awhile, so it stays empty most of the year."

"It's stunning." She allowed herself a moment to gaze at the fir and pine trees that surrounded the two-story domicile before focusing her attention on the stone and timber-frame exterior. "It seems really roomy inside."

"It is. Plenty of space for a family." He hugged her tightly against his body. "Not trying to pressure you, but if we did ever decide to have children, this would be a great place to bring them for vacation."

"How many bedrooms?" Jeneda asked as she gazed at the snow covered eaves.

"Already planning the number of offspring we'll have, huh?" The inflection of his voice suggested that he was smiling. "There's four bedrooms. More than plenty of room for our future son and daughter."

She gently laughed. "Sounds like you're the one doing all the planning. And how do you know I'll be willing to let you impregnate me more than once?"

"Of course you'll be willing." He nuzzled her neck, then gave her a few tender kisses along the shoulder. "You know I'm irresistible."

She softly giggled, then grabbed his hand and led him towards the double entry doors. "Take me inside and show me around."

Snow crunched beneath their shoes as they as they made their way forward, and after slipping the key into the lock, Dane opened the door and gestured for Jeneda to enter first. He punched a code into the keypad on the wall to disable the alarm, and with Jeneda following behind him, he led the way into the main part of the house.

Beautiful enough to be featured in an issue of Architectual Digest, the living room was accentuated by a large stone fireplace, weathered oak floors, and floor to ceiling windows that looked out on the snow covered forest that surrounded them.

If the massive flat screen TV wasn't enough to keep its owners occupied, then the state-of-the-art sound system would definitely provide hours of entertainment.

Vaulted ceilings and exposed wooden beams added depth and volume to the room, and family photos, which were strategically placed on an accent wall that was illuminated by track lighting, provided a homey feel to the otherwise pristine looking chalet.

Wanting to get a closer look at the photos, Jeneda made her way to the illuminated wall. The first snapshot that her eyes were drawn to was of a family photo, which judging by the dated haircuts and style of clothing, had been taken in the 80's. It featured Dane as a

toddler, as well as his parents, who were all posed in front of a giant Christmas tree adorned with fancy ornaments.

A gentle smile touched Jeneda's lips at the slightly cheesy, yet undeniably cute family photograph, but as her gaze drifted to another snapshot, which featured a nine-year old Dane, she found herself thoroughly amused.

"That's quite the smirk you're wearing," said Dane, who had stepped up behind her and threaded his arms around her waist. "Care to share what you find so amusing?"

"I just can't get over this neon colored ski suit you're wearing in this photograph." She lightly giggled before continuing on. "Even your snowboard is neon green. And those high top shoes...." She leaned closer to the snapshot to check out the details of his footwear. "Are those LA gears?"

"Yes they are."

"Wow." The grin she was wearing nearly split her face in half. "That's too funny."

"It was the early 90's. Everyone dressed like that."

"I didn't."

"You never wore LA gears?"

"Yes. But not neon clothing."

"Then you didn't truly experience the 90's, and I feel very sorry you."

"Oh, I experienced the 90's," she said before turning to face him. "I just didn't do it in blindingly garish outfits."

"That's it," he said. "I've had about all I'm going to take from that mouth of yours."

"You didn't say that earlier when I was down on my knees."

"That's because your mouth was full, and your lips were pleasantly occupied."

"So what you're saying is, you prefer me kneeling before you like a submissive little pet."

"Funny you should say that, because you seem right at home in that position. And I think you know as well as I do that those pretty little lips were made to be wrapped around my cock."

"No argument there," she huskily said, and as he leaned in closer, she angled her head to allow him better access to her mouth.

A breathy moan came from her lips as he aggressively kissed her, claiming her mouth with a hungry urgency that made her wet and eager for more. While his hands were busy venturing beneath the thigh high slit of her evening gown, Jeneda utilized hers by coaxing off his black velvet blazer.

Yearning to have him naked and inside of her as soon as possible, she wasted no time in undoing the buttons on his dress shirt. But before she could shed the useless garment from his body, he led her up a fight of stairs and toward a master bedroom.

On entering the carpeted room, Dane adjusted the dimmer switch so that the mood was properly set. He took off his shirt and undid his belt before pulling off his pants and boxer briefs, then took Jeneda by the arm and coaxed her toward a king sized bed that was placed in front of a panoramic window.

As if to advertise the swollen rod of flesh that jutted proudly from between his thighs, Dane sat down on the bed with legs widely parted. Then with an expression that perfectly expressed his deep lust for her, he spoke to her in a deep, smooth voice.

"Take off your dress and show me your panties."

Still fully dressed and standing before him, Jeneda started to lift the fabric of her floor length evening gown, but before she could, Dane halted her with words.

"No, not that way. Turn around and I'll unzip you."

She maneuvered herself so that her back was facing Dane, then eagerly waited for him to pull down the zipper, which was situated just above the crack of her butt.

"I really like this dress," he said while coasting a finger along the criss-cross strings of her open back gown. "It shows off your nice, sexy curves."

Dane firmly squeezed one of her toned butt cheeks, then untied the lace up back of her dress before slowly pulling down the zipper. The dress made a faint swishing noise as it pooled around Jeneda's feet, but since she was still standing with her back to Dane, she was unable to see the look on his face as he first caught sight of her underwear.

"Wow. You really know what I like, don't you?" He allowed one of his digits to glide along the corset-style underwear, which were made of black satin and had criss-cross lacing that ran along the length of her butt crack.

"As soon as I saw them, I knew they'd be perfect for tonight."

"And they are," he said. "I absolutely love them."

He teasingly plucked at the criss-cross lacing before undoing the knot that held it all together, then gently pulled her underwear down until they fell around her ankles. Jeneda's breath hitched as he leaned in to place a kiss on each of her butt cheeks, but it was the sensation of his hot tongue slowly creeping along the crack of her ass that pushed a particularly sultry moan from between her full lips.

Now fully horny and ready to be fucked, Jeneda eagerly waited to see just how kinky he would get. But as usual, Dane was all too delighted to drag out the moment for as long as he could.

Rather than continue to lick her, he decided instead to trace a finger along the split of her butt, which in turn only made her crave the feel of his tongue even more. If that wasn't enough to drive her crazy, the feel of his breath definitely was, and as his hands began to slowly part the cheeks of her ass, she breathed a little quicker.

As her small, puckered hole was fully exposed, Jeneda waited with bated breath. Her heart raced and her thighs slightly quivered as he gingerly stroked a thumb against the forbidden area, but as quickly as he had begun to stimulate the snug entrance, he suddenly arrested his ministrations.

"Turn around."

She did as told, and as her eyes came to land on his face, she noticed his gaze drift from her breasts down to her tummy, before coming to rest on her clean shaven pussy. As if wanting to confirm that it was truly as soft as it looked, Dane coasted a few fingers along the sensitive area.

"Completely bald, just as I like it." He tenderly kissed the silky smooth region, then brought his gaze up to her face. "Did you get a Brazillian wax?"

"Yes."

"Very nice," he said. "And you used that lotion I like."

"Of course. I had to make sure I smelled good for you, didn't I?"

Dane smiled, and with a languid slide of his palm, he caressed the curves and dips of her flawless brown skin, which was so decadently soft, that it rivaled silk. With eyes full of adoration, Jeneda watched on as he admired the flare of her hips, as well as the flesh of her thighs, which had always seemed a little jiggly and too wide for her liking.

But it seemed as if Dane didn't take note of these imperfections at all, because the way he was smoothing his hands over her body made her feel like a complete goddess.

She tunneled her fingers through the soft, free-flowing waves of his hair, and as he lifted his eyes to meet hers, she saw the look of love that was written across his face. They shared a moment of simply gazing at one another, then in a voice that was smooth and also a little domineering, Dane gave a command.

"Lay down on the bed."

She climbed onto the mattress and positioned herself comfortably against the red and black comforter, then watched as Dane situated himself so that he was on top on her, with his weight balanced on his forearms.

"Close your eyes," he said.

Jeneda did, then waited excitedly for his next move.

The mattress shifted slightly as he maneuvered his body, and after several long seconds of complete silence, Jeneda felt the sensation of something being placed against her neck. This led her to wonder if he had purchased another submissive collar for her, and after lifting her head to assist him in securing the object around the graceful column of her throat, she requested permission to lift her lids.

"Can I open my eyes now?"

"In a bit. Just one more minute."

What seemed like several minutes turned out to only be a few seconds, and in a gentle voice, Dane finally gave her permission to lift her lids.

"Alright. You can open your eyes."

She lifted her lids, and as her attention came to focus on the hand mirror that Dane was holding above her face, she caught sight of what was being reflected back to her. A small gasp fell from her lips, followed by her jaw dropping open as she gaped at the lavish piece of jewelry around her neck.

"You got me a necklace?"

"Yep. Happy Valentine's Day, sweetheart," Dane said.

"Dane, It's beautiful." She ran her fingers along the artful sweeps of round diamond accents, which gracefully formed teardrops that were filled with pear-shaped sapphires.

"Glad you like it."

"I *love* it. Thank you, baby."

"You're welcome." He set the mirror on the bedside table, then allowed his mouth to join hers in a brief kiss.

Jeneda, however, was clearly intent on expressing just how much she truly appreciated the present, because as he made a move to pull away, she deepened the kiss even further.

Dane echoed her enthusiasm by sweeping his tongue across hers, and with an expertise that drove her completely mad with passion, he provocatively stroked her mouth. By the time they pulled back to look at one another, she was left with a feeling of breathlessness that had her heart beating just a little quicker.

"Thank you again, baby. I really, really love it."

Dane softly chuckled at her enthusiasm. "Good. That's the reaction I was hoping for."

He unpinned her hair and combed his fingers through it a few times so that it fanned out on the satin pillow, and with an eroticism that made her tingle all over, he began licking a hot trail around one of her protruding nipples.

A sighing moan passed her lips and she arched upward, then let out a soft cry as he flicked it with his tongue. Her other sensitive peak was fully hardened and aching for stimulation, and as if to assure it that it would receive the same treatment, Dane possessively cupped it in his hand.

By the time he got around to suckling the tight bud, she was desperate for penetration, and lifted her legs so that her ankles were hooked above his butt. Her hands came up to rest on his broad, toned shoulders, and with a feral look in her eyes, Jeneda released a carnal demand.

"Fuck me."

Something flickered in Dane's eyes at the sound of her words, and with his gaze glued firmly to hers, he guided his arousal to her juicy center. With one hard thrust he pushed deep inside of her, then withdrew slightly before driving back forward.

She whimpered as he stretched the tight hole that so greedily devoured his throbbing length, but it wasn't until he increased the force of his thrusts that she really became vocal.

Although leanly built, Dane possessed a deceptive amount of strength, and it didn't take much at all for Jeneda to feel helpless beneath his masculine form. The way he so effortlessly overpowered her drove her mad with lust, and nothing turned her on more than the hard, sharp angles of his body dominating her soft, womanly frame.

Jeneda didn't know it was possible to love someone as much as she did him, and as her legs tightened around his waist, she knew with the strongest conviction that she was tied to him forever.

With every moan that she gave, Dane maneuvered his hips more aggressively, pushing deeper and harder into her slick tightness. His body moved against hers with a languid slowness that was just as titillating as it was graceful, and as their bodies rocked together with increasing passion, a string of words tumbled enthusiastically from her lips.

"I love you."

"I love you too," he said while looking deep into her eyes.

She didn't know whether it was the way that her fingers were pressing into his tight, narrow butt or the sound of her repeatedly calling his name, but somehow he sensed her desire before she even had a chance to speak.

"Want it harder?"

"Uh-huh," she said in a voice that was ragged and breathy.

Dane adjusted her legs so that her ankles rested on his shoulders, and with palms gripping her waist, he began pummeling her with strokes that were harder and deeper than before. Each thrust that he gave her was full of intent, and purposely angled to hit those spots that he knew would drive her over the edge.

Exquisitely stretched and spread wide open for his pumping caresses, Jeneda cried out loudly, rocking her hips to his delicious rhythm. Her hands fisted in the silk sheets, holding tightly to the slippery fabric as the friction of his thrusts intensified.

Focusing her eyes on his handsome face, Jeneda marveled at how in control he was, and how steady and firm his body was on top of hers. A light sheen of sweat covered his smooth, toned chest, and the lean muscles of his arms lightly rippled from his exertions. The raw lust in his hooded eyes completely electrified her, and the way his warm breath fanned across her neck made her body break out in tingles.

As he sensed his woman nearing her peak, he began pumping faster in an attempt to send her over the edge. Jeneda's body, which was soft, yielding, and powerless compared to his, accepted each and every one his forceful thrusts.

Sharp gasps fell hotly from her lips, and as the pleasure built to unbearable proportions, her nails bit deeply into the flesh of his shoulders. Her body convulsed into a chain of spasms, and with a choked cry of unbridled gratification, she lost herself in a blindingly explosive climax.

Hot nectar flowed thickly from her silken heat, and as the smacking sound of skin-on-skin became louder, the harsh noises Dane released became increasingly urgent.

While Jeneda's face was contorted in the most blissful of expressions, Dane's was concentrated and calculating. His palms clung to her hips with unyielding roughness, and showing not a shred of mercy, he continued to pound her already well fucked pussy.

Her come surrounded his cock, covering not only her thighs, but also his balls with its slippery essence, and as Dane finally reached that point of no return, he cried out her name. His eyes rolled into the back his head, and with a sharp jerk of the hips, he came hard into her creaming pussy.

She clenched around him as he filled her with his seed, then let out a whimper as he pumped into her a few more times. Flushed with exertion, Dane pushed out a moan, then rolled off of her body and onto his back.

Blissfully relishing their post-coital moment, the couple took a few moments to simply lay there in silence. But soon Dane's pale fingers were reaching out to find hers, and with gentleness, he pulled her flush against his long, lean body. They shared a soft and slow, yet provocative kiss, then pulled back to stare into each other's eyes.

"I feel terrible not having anything to give you as a Valentine's Day gift," Jeneda said as she stretched a silky leg out over his hairy one.

"You are my gift." Dane stroked the curve of her cheekbone before adding, "Everyday that I wake up with you by my side, I remember how lucky I am to have you."

"Ditto on that," she said. "But I really do feel bad not having a gift for you."

"I told you not to get me a present," he said. "This day is about you, not me."

"It's a day for the both of us." She nuzzled closer against him so that his earthy, masculine scent fully enveloped her. "You made me feel like a queen today, so I think you deserve something nice in return."

"You gave me a fantastic blowjob," he said.

"Yeah, but you can get a blowjob anyday."

"Not while traveling over the Rocky Mountains in an aerial cab car."

"I guess you've got a point there." Her mouth curved into a light smile as she seductively grazed a few fingers along the planes of his smooth chest. "So you really don't want me to do anything special for you tonight?"

The sultryness of her tone made it very clear what she was hinting at, and this didn't go unnoticed by Dane, who was studying her face with intent interest.

"Well maybe there is one thing...," he said in a voice that had thickened with lust.

She already knew what he was going to say, but that didn't stop her from waiting expectantly for him to continue.

"I've always wanted to fuck you in the ass."

The pit of her belly tightened in response to Dane's naughty words, and with the tips of her digits coasting lightly over the distinctive V-line of his lower stomach, she said, "I was going to save that until our wedding night, but now that you bring it up, I think tonight would be perfect."

"Really?" The look of surprise was evident on his face.

"Yes, really," she said. "Ever since our trip to Japan, I've been thinking about us trying it out, and I've decided that I want us to do it."

"Are you sure?" His eyes searched hers, as if fully expecting her to retract what she'd just said.

"Positive." She gazed deep into his eyes as she said it, and with a look that expressed just how serious she was, she spoke to him in a low, sultry voice. "I want you to take my anal virginity."

Now fully erect, Dane shifted his weight so that he was straddling her body. His dark hair fell around his face, providing a striking contrast against his fair skin, and as Jeneda gazed up into his nearly black eyes, she noticed an expression that was both predatory and lustful take over his handsome features.

"You better be completely sure that you want this, darling. Because once I get going, I won't be able to stop."