Raising her eyes to look at her face, the faint smile she wore began to fade. She forced herself to remain objective as she looked at her slightly bruised and battered face. The steak, Cook had so graciously given to her to lessen the swelling just below her left eye, had almost done its job. Only a small bit of puffiness remained. Keesha briefly wondered if a dab of make-up would hide the purple hue, which refused to disappear. Her hands had just closed around her bottle of foundation when a light tap sounded on the door.
"Keesha?" Jason called. "Baby, is everything okay in there?"
"Fine," she reassured him.
"Yeah? So why is it taking you so long?" His voice was low and dangerously sexy as he added, "Sweetheart, it's our wedding night. We're supposed to share it by *loving* each other. It's getting kinda hard with this door in the way…pun intended."
"Jason!" she laughed softly at his last comment. "I'll be out soon, okay? Relax."
"Relax?" he asked, his warm voice caressing her through the wood, which separated them. "That's the last thing I want to do."
"Oh, yeah?" she asked, enjoying their teasing verbal foreplay. "What's the first thing?"
"I could tell you," he offered, "but it would be better if I showed you."
"Are you making me an offer?" she asked, turning away from her reflection to move to the door. Her hand rested on the doorknob as she leaned against the door.
"Something better."
"What's better than that?" she asked, confused.
"A promise. It will be better, so much better, if I showed you. Won't you please come out so I can prove it to you?"
Jason backed away from the door as he made his request. A feeling of anticipation swept over him as he kept his eyes glued to the door. His bare feet moved backwards across the carpet, not stopping until he stood in the center of their master bedroom. With the stereo's remote control held firmly in the palm of his hand, his thumb moved along the controls until it found the play button. He pushed it and then tossed the remote onto the floor. As the music filled the room, a smile crept across his face as his beloved opened the bathroom door and slowly made her exit.
"Jason, what are you doing?" Keesha asked. Subconsciously, she tilted her head so that her hair covered the left side of her face, and she went to him.
"I'm serenading you," he said. He held out his hands and as she neared him, he pulled her to him. "Do you like it?"
"I love it," she told him. "All this time and I had no idea that you were musically inclined."
"Well…um…that's not my voice, but the words…" His voice drifted as he gazed down into her love-filled eyes.
"What about the words?" she asked, her voice soft and hoarse.
"They're from my heart."
"Oh, Jason," she murmured. Her eyes shone bright with unshed tears of joy. Blinking them back, she lowered her head to his bare chest. And for the hundredth time, she wished that Carly hadn't hit her face. She wasn't vain, but she so wanted to be beautiful for him on their wedding night. She released a deep sigh.
"What's wrong?" He tried to lift her face, but she kept her head down.
She shrugged. Mumbling against his chest, she said, "I look awful."
"No, baby, no," he said. He gently cupped her cheek, lifting her face from his chest. "You look beautiful. You are beautiful. These bruises will fade, but the beauty of your heart and soul will never diminish."
His words touched her and she found she couldn't speak. Not even to say his name. Her senses felt overwhelmed with him. The clean, musky scent of him enveloped her. The strong, solid muscles of his hard body against hers inflamed her. His piercing blue eyes bore into her brown ones and mesmerized her. Her love for him completed her and she ached to have him fill her. The red-orange flame of desire burned in the heart of her, making her hot. So very hot.
Jason's crystal blue eyes electrified her. His need and desire for her transformed him and the way he looked at her. Keesha found his reaction to her irresistible. Her heart began to pound in her chest as his hands moved from where they rested low on her hips to go lower. He cupped her backside with strong, purposeful hands, drawing her closer to him. His bare chest pressed against her and she felt her nipples tingle and harden under the flimsy silk material of her nightgown.
Keesha's growing arousal didn't go unnoticed by her amorous husband. A low satisfied moan escaped his lips just as he lowered his lips to hers.
His lips touched hers with such gentleness. Tenderly, he brushed his soft, moistened lips across hers. Each caress was given with care. He wanted to love her, but in her bruised condition, he didn't want to hurt her. He could and would be as careful as possible.
Jason's gentleness and softness thrilled her, but Keesha wanted more…so much more. Losing her fingers in his dark, blond hair, she pressed herself closer to him. Her lips parted, giving him her silent permission to invade her mouth. His tongue moved across hers in long, slow strokes. He drew her tongue into his mouth, as he became intoxicated with the taste of her.
"Mm, Jason…" she murmured as his lips left hers.
He trailed tiny, wet kisses along the line of her jaw until his mouth reached her earlobe. Taking it between his teeth, he nibbled and licked. Then his tongue slipped into her ear's shell, swirling around until she emitted another low groan.
"I want you, Keesha," he growled in her ear, "so very much…"
"Show me," she pleaded.
He led her to the bed. Silently, he instructed her to sit. She did and with her hands folded neatly in her lap, she watched him. Her tongue moistened her full lips as she enjoyed the sight of him as he undressed for her. First the midnight blue satin robe fell to the floor in a quiet hush, and soon it was joined by his matching boxers. Naked, hot and fully aroused, he knelt before her.
"This is gonna be so good," he promised. His large hands slid underneath the skirt of her negligee to take a hold of her small delicate ankles. Running his fingertips and thumbs along her sensitive flesh, he smiled seductively as goosebumps sprang up on her legs.
"Do you like that?" he asked. His voice was husky and soft, seducing her. His fingers grazed across her silky, smooth legs, lifting the hem of her nightgown with each spine-tingling caress.
Keesha shivered. "I love that."
"Good." Jason smiled. His smile disappeared as a gasp escaped his lips. After lifting her hem to her hips, he discovered that Keesha's undergarments were not a part of her ensemble.
"Do you like that?" she asked, a sensual smile on her face.
"I love it."
Naked, hot and very aroused, Keesha lay dizzy in the throes of passion as her lover tended to her. Moans of pleasure came from her lips as Jason cupped her breast. His breath was hot and made her skin quiver as he spoke to her. "You're so perfect," he told her. His eyes alternated between her breasts and her eyes. "So beautiful," he murmured before he lowered his mouth to savor and nuzzle her.
He teased the nipple with the tip of his tongue. He sucked gently, all the while running his fingertips up and down her sides, thighs and back up again. Hearing her moan and sigh, encouraged him further and he lowered his body down the length of her. "Jason!" she squealed as his pouty lips moved to her thighs. His tongued laved her inner thighs until she begged him to stop teasing her. She wanted more she told him. Jason smiled as she uttered the words. He would love to give her more, his hypnotic blue eyes told her.
"Jason!" she shrieked again. His fingers, lips and tongue were driving her mad as he devoured her femininity.
Her shrieks inflamed him. His mouth opened wider and his kiss became much deeper. His tongue laved and devoured her spicy feminine juices, feasting on her in wild abandon. Her nails dug into the bunched muscles of his shoulders and it served to encourage him even more. Moving his mouth to now direct his attention to her tiny nub, he slid first one and then a second finger inside of her. He drew his finger in and out of her, taking his time and enjoying the slick, wet feel of her as her arousal increased.
Nearly mindless, Keesha wanted to please Jason just as much as he was pleasing her. Blindly, her hand reached for him. She wanted to hold and caress his erection in her hands. She yearned to show him just how much she loved him. She wanted to satisfy him. But Jason wouldn't let her. He moved just a little out her reach, intent on making the night all for her.
Keeping his attention focused on the place where all life begins, his hands moved from her thighs and backside to slide over her flat abdomen to rest on her full breasts. His thumbs and fingers rolled over her nipples, making her sigh and moan in barely contained passion.
All the while, his tongue and lips continued to possess her. He took her little bud between his lips and tongue. He sucked gently at first. "Oh," she moaned, as his tongue's strokes became more insistent. And a loud shriek left her as his tongue sucked a little bit harder.
Keesha was on fire. Every touch…every kiss…every caress inflamed her. Her fingers threaded themselves in his golden blond hair, keeping a firm grasp on him as she held him closer to her. Her legs began to tremble. Her hips bucked widely as the first wave hit her. Her body tensed up and her insides clamped together. Her legs closed around his head and she gave herself to her climax.
As the waves of pleasure engulfed his wife, Jason continued to love her with his mouth. He couldn't stop tasting her. He didn't want to. She moved wildly beneath him, screaming his name and digging her fingers into his flesh. And just when she felt completely breathless and spent, he entered her.
He buried himself deep within her, filling her up with his hardness. Her legs wrapped around his hips as she pushed him deeper inside of her. His mouth closed over hers. Her tongue pushed inside his mouth and quickly found his. Jason drew it deep into his mouth, tasting her there just as thoroughly as he had tasted her before.
Their lovemaking had never been as wild before. His body was hot and slick with perspiration. Her hands slid over his hard back with ease and soon found its destination. His behind was firm and brushed against her adventurous hands as he pumped inside of her. She grasped his backside and pushed him hard against her. Their hips were close, enabling him to move deeper and deeper inside of her. Rocking against her, his release came down hard. His voice was hoarse as he told her, "Oh, God, Keesha. I love you so much…so very much."
Laying spoon-style, Jason's arms were wrapped firmly around her waist. Their breathing had slowed considerably and both were very close to falling asleep. "Keesha? Are you asleep?" he whispered softly against her ear.
"Not yet," she murmured with a smile.
"Thank you."
"For?" she asked, turning around in his arms to face him.
"Everything," he said, tenderly brushing a stray hair from her forehead.
"That's so sweet," she said. "Thank you, too."
Jason smiled. He kissed her forehead and pulled her into his arms. Her head rested on his chest as his hands lightly stroked her back. "Keesha?" he asked again.
"Mm?" she said, nearly asleep.
"Would it be okay if I gave you a nickname?" he asked with a teasing gleam in his eyes.
"Sure," she murmured, forcing herself to stay awake. "What is it?"
"Slugger." He stifled his laugh with a cough as she bolted upright in the bed.
A playful retort was just on the tip of her tongue, but it quickly disappeared as she stared into his vibrant blue eyes. He had rendered her speechless. A mischievous light sparkled in his eyes and a broad grin spread across his face. Finally, Keesha was at a loss for words…or so he thought.
Shaking her head at him, she pointed her finger at him. "Only you! If anyone else calls me that-"
"No one else will," he quickly reassured her.
"Good," she said before she kissed him. She rested her head against his chest again and said, "Good night, baby."
"Good night…Slugger."
[Song credit: "Angel of Mine" by Monica.]