Chapter 112: Chapter 112

Jason and Nancy stayed in companionable silence. They were not saying anything, yet they understood each other.

Jason did not want this pleasurable silence to be broken, he was afraid that if he said anything, then they would start quarrelling again.

Nancy was so much at peace that she did not know when her head fell on Jason's shoulders and rested there.

Jason liked it and stayed like a statue not wanting to move so as not to alert her. He knew that she may not be aware of her actions due to the magic in the air. He had crave physical contact with her since that day and though this was not exactly what he had in mind, he was ready to accept this rather than nothing at all.

Close to midnight, Nancy saw the star and like a child filled with excitement,she grabbed Jason's arms and pointed to the star. This is a shooting star. Make a wish and you shall receive it'. she said and closed her eyes.

She made a wish that her own true love may come to her and all her pains may be washed away with the river of his love.

Jason wished that Nancy would come to realise how much he loves her and love him back just as fiercely that they may remain together forever.

After that they heard, the shout of merry Christmas from below.

They turned to each other.

'Merry Christmas', they said simultaneously to each other and looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

Jason could not keep his hands away from her any longer.

He tipped her face up with his finger on her chin and kisses her thoroughly.

'Merry Christmas, my love', he whispered into her ears, she felt all the sensation she had been trying to repress. Her eyes closed as the feelings washed over her, her lips still open as though begging for more.

She gradually opened her eyes and he saw the question in them and something else, it was like her eyes were mirroring the desire he knew was reflected in his eyes a d he could not resist but kiss her again and this time she responded.

Nancy knew that she may be making the greatest mistake of her life but for the life of her, she just couldn't push him away. She wanted him to keep kissing her and for time to stop for the both of them in that position.

The passion flared in the both of them and they were eating up each other's mouth and tongue.

Jason was losing control. She had that effect on him,he wanted to tear off her clothes. He had never wanted anyone or anything the way he wanted Nancy.

As they kissed, he unbuttoned his shirt, he was suddenly very hot. he pulled it off, not knowing where he flung it.

He pulled her close to him, and could feel her breasts pressed firmly on his chest. She didn't have a brassiere on, he could feel that too because her nipples were hard with her arousal. He groaned.

She had a T shirt on, his hands that had held her face as he kissed her and her waist as he drew her closer, went under her shirt, and found her breasts as he lay her on the hill, using his shirt which had landed close by as a cushion for her head. He rubbed her nipples with his palm, rolling them round and round and she moaned with pleasure arching her body towards him.

He continued and Nancy felt that she was going to burst with pleasure.

Her nipples were now as hard as rocks and very hot too from all his stoking, rubbing and caressing.

His hands moved away from there to her back, her earlobes in his mouth, his breath hot against her flesh. She was burning up. She must have some sort of fever that made itself felt only when he you he'd her.

Suddenly, his hot breath was on her chest, in her cleavage and she wanted nothing more than for him to take her breasts o to his mouth and work his magic on them.

As though he understood her need, his hot mouth closed round a nipple while his hand kneaded the other and she cried out with pleasure.

After a while he administered the same treatment to the other nipple a d Nancy knew that she could not stop him now. She doubted if she even wanted him to stop.

Afterwards, she was going console herself with the joy and pleasure she had derived being with him this magical day.

Nancy did not know what she was doing but there was ana he in the middle of her legs that was crying for fulfillment and the ache was growing by the second, she wrapped her legs round his, drawing his leg close to the ache.

Her skirt had pulled up and her panties were wet and feeling the wetness as his leg was drawn close to her core, Jason groaned like a wounded lion. Her wet self was calling out to him and drawing his self restraint and control from him.

His pleasure was turning to pain. It was beyond his endurance. He wanted nothing more than to pull off her pants and get his throbbing length into her.

Instead, he trail kissed her from her breasts to her stomach to her naval and lower.He moved her legs away from his to give him free movement.

Nancy ed, what was this man up to? But she was so lost in her pleasure that it came as a shock to her when she felt something wet and hot in her. She opened her eye to see his head under her skirt and realised it was his tongue and mouth that was in her.

Her pleasure was so intense that it was almost painful.

She moaned and could not stop moaning.

'Ohhhh...hmmmmm, ahhh. ohh Jason, please ohh'.

He continued as he stroked her clitoris with his tongue before thrusting it into her and stroking her there as well. Nancy felt that she was going to peak any moment from then.

'Ohhh.. ...Jason, what are you ahhh'

Sensing that her orgasm was close, he continued his ministrations but stretched his hands to her breast where he continued kneading them and Nancy was thrown off the edge as she screamed his name as she came trembling violently.

Jason sat up and held her tightly as the trembling receded and stopped and her breathing calmed.

She became aware of her surroundings. What had just happened? She looked at Jason and her eyes drifted down to the bulge he still nursed between his legs and she was confused.

If he had taken her, she would not have objected, she had not been in a state to refuse nor resist but he had given her the utmost pleasure and yet not take advantage of her.

'Why?' was all she could whisper.

'Because I love you', he whispered back and kissed her tenderly, she could taste herself on his lips and tears flooded her eyes.

What a mess life was.

'We'd better get going. It will soon be morning and the children especially will come down to see the gifts Santa Claus brought for them as well as the ones we got them and if we are not there, it will not be very nice and I do not think I have the strength to answer any of their questions, maybe you do?'

She shook her head and smiled through her tears.

He helped her up and they walked hand in hand back to the mansion.