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Jeremy stood nervously with his hands in his pockets as he waited at the curb for Dakota to meet him after she got off of the plane. He was trying to be inconspicuous, not draw attention. He leaned against his truck, looking down at his phone.
Meanwhile Dakota waited at baggage claim, bouncing on her toes. She texted him, letting him know she was waiting, hardly able to stop herself from running through the airport.
He waited as patiently as he could, texting her back the location he was parked in.
As soon as her bags were in her hands, Dakota turned and rushed for the exit. She squeezed through people and went around lines of chairs and kiosks.
When she reached the front doors, she turned and pressed against it to get outside before she turned with squinted eyes, not caring about the crisper weather.
Jeremy stood taller as she let him know she had her bags and watched the doors. When he saw her emerge, his smile lit up and he reached his hand in the air. "Kota!"
"Jer!" She called back. Dakota moved quickly towards his truck before dropping her bags as she reached him before wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. "Oh my god."
"Hi baby!" he greeted with a chuckle, lifting her up into his arms for a moment before setting her back on her feet.
"Hi back," she giggled. Dakota beamed up at him, wishing she could kiss the death out of him. "I am so happy to see you."
Jeremy smiled down at her, brushing a little hair out of her face. "Me too," he said, leaning in to kiss her more quickly than he liked. "C'mon, let's get outta the airport."
"Take me home, handsome," she grinned.
"Give me that suitcase," he said, reaching for it. He opened the truck door for her to get in before he opened the back of the truck and put in her suitcase. He went to the driver's side then and climbed in, grinning at her. "I'm so excited to get you home and kiss you right."
Dakota reached over and gripped his hand tightly. "I have been practically vibrating since I got on the plane."
Jeremy laughed as he turned to check traffic. "We'll be home in a half hour. Maybe I can cut it to fifteen minutes," he joked.
"Don't get your butt into trouble on my behalf," she told him.
"I won't, I won't," he assured with a chuckle before he pulled off. "How was your flight? Everything go okay?"
"It wasn't bad," she replied. "No loud snoring people, didn't get to crushed in my seat."
"Excellent," he said with an easy smile as he drove. "How was Faye when you left?"
"Good. A little bummed about her last test, still. She doesn't like that C minus."
"She can retake the test, right? I said I'd get on a call with her and help her out," he remarked, glancing out the windshield as he drove.
"She gets one re-test chance for the final," she nodded. "But she's scared she'll do worse."
"I'll talk to her, if you want," he offered. "See if I can't make her feel a little more confident."
Dakota grinned and nodded. "You can talk to her anytime. She looks up to you quite a bit."
"I'm happy to help her. I know it can be hard to ask for help, though."
"Yeah... we're both stubborn in that regard."
"Like mother, like daughter," Jeremy said with an easy smile. "I get it, I do. But I'm here for both of you."
"We both love you for it," she told him sweetly.
"We can call her later, see if she's up for a little tutoring," he said as he pulled off of the highway and began on back roads.
Dakota grinned. "If you'd like."
"I don't want to overstep," he assured. "I'm just offering help. No one has to take it. I won't be offended if she doesn't want me to tutor her on this one."
"You don't know until you ask her," Dakota replied as she looked out of the side window as the forest grew thicker.
"You like the view?" he asked curiously as he finally began up a long driveway.
"I do," she nodded. "It's stunning."
"So is mine," he said, knowing it was cheesy, but he grinned anyway.
She blushed as she watched Jeremy turn along the drive, the house coming into view. "Oh... this is so much more than what the video showed."
He chuckled a little. "It's bigger in person," he said, shrugging a little. He pulled into the driveway and put the car in park. "Welcome to Casa Renner."
"I can't wait to see it all," she gushed.
"Come on," he encouraged, getting out of the truck. He got her luggage from the back before he led her up the path to the front door of the expansive house. He let her step inside before he followed her.
"Wow..." she looked around the entryway enjoying the rustic modern decor. "This is fantastic."
"Thank you," Jeremy replied. "I'd love to take credit for it but I had an interior decorator. I'm no stylist. I just know what I like."
Dakota giggled as she turned and watched him put her suitcase down. "I can't hold it back anymore..."
"From what?" He asked, a grin sliding up on the sides of his face.
She rolled her eyes before walking up to him and wrapping her arms around his neck. "Being away from you," she murmured before leaning up to kiss him.
Jeremy kissed her back eagerly, swiping his tongue over her lower lip until she opened her mouth to him. He slipped his tongue into her mouth to kiss her more deeply.
Dakota moaned as she gripped the back of his head, having just enough hair to grip onto. "God... I missed you," she breathed.
"I missed you too," he told her a little breathlessly before he kissed her again. His hands gripped her sides, pulling her into him.
Whimpering, Dakota could feel the bulge of Jeremy's cock against her thigh. "Seems like someone else has missed me."
Jeremy chuckled a little, low in his chest. "Oh, he's definitely missed you."
"Mmm... I've missed him too," she smiled.
"Yeah? How much?" he asked, his hands spreading over her ass to grip it firmly.
Dakota hummed, feeling him press her hips against his. "So, so much."
He growled in the space between them. "We're alone... we don't have to miss each other anymore..."
"No, we don't..." Dakota ran her hands beneath his shirt, enjoying the feeling of his heated skin against hers.
Jeremy grinned before he closed the distance between them, capturing her lips eagerly. He made a sound as his tongue smoothed over her bottom lip, urging her mouth open.
Dakota moaned as his tongue swirled around hers while gently running her nails over his sculpted chest. He tasted of cinnamon and mint and could not get enough.
Goosebumps rose on his skin in the wake of her nails and in a swift motion, Jeremy picked her up and turned, pressing her back into the wall beside the front door.
She giggled, wrapping her legs around his waist. "My strong super spy." Dakota ran both hands through his hair. "Take me to bed? Or even right here..."
"Wherever you want, baby," he replied, leaning in to kiss her neck. "Do you have a preference?"
Dakota whimpered, feeling tingles run down her spine. "No... god no, I just want you."
He grinned as he pressed her further into the wall. "Then we're not moving," he said, kissing down her chest.
Whining, she reached for the hem of his shirt. "Too many... clothes."
Jeremy laughed as he used his hips to hold her against the wall while leaning back a little to pull his shirt off. He dropped it beside them before he reached for hers.
Dakota helped him get her shirt over her head before leaning forward enough to unclasp her bra. "God, I've missed you so much."
"Right back atcha," he breathed before he took her breasts into his hands, kneading them.
She sighed, bowing into his touch, gripping his hips tightly with her legs. "Jer... I want to touch you... all of you. All over."
"I'll let you down," he said, leaning in to kiss her once more before he took her by the hips and slowly helped her settle her feet to the ground. His hands immediately went to her pants to begin to undo them for her.
Dakota giggled as she helped him, allowing them to pool to the floor before stepping out of them. She smirked before kissing his chest, licking along his pecs. "The bed... might benefit us more..."
"Then let's go upstairs," he said before swiftly scooping her up bridal style to take her up the beautiful wooden staircase and up to the bedroom.
She giggled the whole way, holding onto his sculpted frame. Then squealed as he gently tossed her on the bed. "I love you..."
Jeremy grinned as he undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants. "I love you," he replied before pushing his pants down.
Butterflies swarmed her stomach and pleasure shot to her core as she watched his eyes darken. Dakota reached out for him. "I need you."
He went to her without hesitation, climbing over her on the bed. His lips captured hers heatedly as he spread her legs so he could settle between them.
Dakota instantly responded, running both hands through his hair. Her tongue tangled with his as they explored, remapping out each other's bodies.
Jeremy smoothed his hand down her side, resting at her hip for a moment before he smoothed it down her thigh. He felt the heat between her legs on his cock and he moved his hips, his erection pressing against her entrance.
Gasping, her hips jolted upward, already sensitive. "Jer... don't tease me... please."
He grinned and licked a stripe up her neck. "As you wish," he replied, squaring his hips before he pressed into her heated center.
Dakota moaned, her grip tightening on his body as she felt him stretch her. "You and... the princess bride," she laughed.
He smirked as he slid inside of her, taking his time. "I can't help it," he replied, groaning a little.
"Mm... nothing feels like you do," she breathed.
"Good," he said with a smirk as he slowly began moving his hips, releasing a groan.
Dakota gasped as her nails dug in at the base of his neck. She could feel every inch as he slowly slid from her body and back inside again. "Jer..."
"Mmm..." he grunted as he felt her nails. He loved how it felt. "You feel so warm and soft... fuck, I missed you."
"I missed you too." She smiled as Jeremy dropped to rest on his elbows, leaning up to kiss him, moaning into his mouth. Dakota arched into every thrust, happy that he was finally in her arms again.
Jeremy moved his hips at a steady pace, savoring the feeling that washed over him. He was so happy at that moment. He rolled his hips fully with every thrust, fully taking her each time.
Dakota kept her body wrapped around his, afraid that if she let go, he would disappear, and she would be back at the ranch again. She panted and whimpered. "I'm close, baby..."
He nodded, picking up his pace as he breathed unevenly. "Come, baby," he told her, anchoring himself on one strong arm before he bucked his hips harder.
"Oh!" Dakota moaned. "Fuck..."
Jeremy kept pumping and thrusting. He grunted as he felt himself starting to fall over the edge. "Fuck, I'm coming," he told her through a moan as he dropped his head to rest on her shoulder.
Dakota whimpered then panted as she tightened her legs around him. "Shit... oh shit, Jer..."
He breathed unevenly against her skin as he slowly began to ease his thrusts, allowing both of them a little time to ride out the orgasm. "Holy shit, baby..." he breathed.
She giggled and turned her head to press gentle kisses to the side of his face and neck. "I love you."
He smiled against her neck and pressed a few kisses to her shoulder. "I love you, too."
Dakota slowly ran her hands up and down his back, reveling in being in his arms after so long. "I will never get tired of this."
"We'll do it as much as possible this week," he assured her. "I'll hold you any chance I get."
She snuggled against him, sighing softly. "It's been so lonely without you."
"I know. It's been hard adjusting to so much time by myself again," he agreed.
Dakota leaned back to kiss his shoulder, taking in his scent. Cinnamon and spice filled her nose, making her smile.
"Are you comfortable?" he asked as he rolled onto his side beside her.
"More than comfortable," she murmured.
"Good," he smiled. "We're by ourselves for a while. We don't have to move."
She snuggled against him and sighed, her eyes dropping as the flight caught up with her. "I just want to be with you."
"Should we take a little nap?" he asked, stroking his fingers through her hair.
"Mmm... a nap doesn't sound bad," she replied.
Jeremy leaned down to kiss her cheek. "Then let's nap for a while. Just close your eyes, I'll be right here."
Dakota rested one hand over Jeremy's chest, feeling his heartbeat against her hand. "Just don't disappear on me."
"I promise I won't," he told her softly, his voice low and rumbly in his chest.
She hummed, feeling her eyes get heavier and heavier. "Good."
Jeremy tucked a pillow underneath his head and slowly smoothed his hand over her skin. "Sleep well, beautiful."
~~~~
Dakota woke to the vibration of a phone going off. She groggily opened her eyes to realize the room was now dim and that she'd turned to cradle herself against Jeremy's front. "Jer?"
"Hmm?" Jeremy said as he yawned and opened his eyes. "How'd you sleep?"
"Good," she replied, then yawned. "What's buzzing?"
"A phone... which one?" he asked out loud before he looked over on the nightstand to check if it was his phone. "I think it's yours babe."
Dakota turned and picked up her phone to see that Faye was calling. "Hello?"
"Hey mom," Faye said, sitting at the kitchen table while her grandfather cooked dinner. "I'm just checking on you. I texted you a few hours ago and hadn't heard yet..."
"I'm sorry honey. I'm okay. I'm with Jeremy and jet lag really did me in so I fell asleep."
"It's okay. I just got worried is all," Faye replied. "But you're with Jeremy now? How is he?"
Dakota grinned and put the call on speaker. "Ask him yourself."
Faye smiled from where she sat. "Hi Jeremy!"
"Hi Faye! It's good to hear your voice," Jeremy replied. "Thank you for letting me borrow your mom."
"You're welcome," Faye laughed. "I know you've missed each other. I miss you too."
"I miss you!" he replied enthusiastically. "And hey - you just let me know about tutoring, okay? I know you've got a final coming up."
"Thank you," Faye grinned. "I'll let you know soon," she replied. "Promise."
"I look forward to it," he said in reply before he began stretching out his body in the bed.
"Are things okay there at home?" Dakota asked. "You and grandpa doing good?"
Faye nodded, though her mother couldn't see her. "He's making dinner right now. I'm gonna go in and help him."
"Alright firefly. Be good to your pops and I'll check in soon, okay?"
"I love you, Mom," Faye replied. "And I'll talk to you soon, Jeremy!"
"Bye Faye!" Jeremy said as he sat up in bed.
Dakota hung up the call and looked over at Jer, smiling. "She really likes you."
He nearly blushed. "I'm lucky she does," he replied. "Otherwise, her mom might not be in bed with me right now."
She laughed and shook her head. "I really like you too."
"Aw, just really like? I've been downgraded," he joked, getting up out of the bed to head to the bathroom.
Dakota sat up and stretched her arms above her head. "I love you... you dork."
Jeremy chuckled from the bathroom. "Alright. I guess I'll take it."
"You guess?" She laughed. Dakota stood and looked around the room, searching for her underwear.
"I have to play it cool," he told her jokingly, walking back out of the bathroom. "Can't be too eager."
Dakota rolled her eyes and smiled before she turned in place again. "I cannot seem to find my underwear..."
"Is it still out by the front door? I can't remember where we stripped," he replied as he found his boxers on the floor.
She giggled and shrugged as she found one of Jeremy's shirts and pulled it over her head. "I can't recall... but... I could go commando..."
"I wouldn't complain about that," Jeremy said with a smirk as he tugged on his jeans.
Dakota watched as he looped the button of his jeans closed. "What're you up to this morning?"
Jeremy pursed his lips in through. "I cleared my morning for you, baby. Is there anything you'd like to do?"
"I... I'm so used to doing chores, I'm a bit lost," she admitted, fiddling with her hands.
"That's true... you never really just get to sit, do you?" he mused.
Dakota blushed and rubbed the back of her neck. "Very rarely."
He walked over to her and took her by the waist. "It's all okay, baby. We hired good people."
"I know," she agreed. Dakota wrapped her arms around his waist and rested against him. "What can we do since it's starting to get dark?"
"Well, why don't we fire up the grill for dinner and put on some music?" he suggested.
Dakota grinned brightly. "That sounds perfect."
"Excellent. Pork chops sound okay?" he asked, leaning down to press a soft kiss to her lips.
"Mm. Yes they do," she agreed.
"Then let's do it," he said, slipping his hand into hers.
She linked her fingers with his and followed him into the hall. "I still need to find some underwear... unless you don't want me to wear any."
"Eh... I kind of like thinking of you without it," he admitted with a smirk.
"Up to you, cowboy," she teased as they reached the living room.
Jeremy smirked to himself. "Makes it easier for me to get to you later..."
"I can also... tease... and please," she smirked, squeezing his hand.
"Oh really?" Jeremy asked with an intrigued chuckle.
Dakota giggled. "Really."
"I'd like to see a bit of that," he said with a grin.
"You will... just have to continue as normal. No one can see us out here, right? You're not expecting anyone?"
"Nope and nope," he answered as he led her out onto the expansive deck that led to a stone patio. "No neighbors for miles and I'm not expecting anyone."
She grinned at him, happy that the shirt rested at the tops of her thighs, just enough to cover her. "Sounds like we'll have an eventful evening then."
"Here's hoping," he smiled, stopping to flip on the grill. "I'll get us some drinks from the kitchen. You get comfortable, gorgeous."
Dakota smiled, watching as Jeremy walked back through the glass doors. Then she turned and walked to the edge of the deck to take in the view.
Jeremy grabbed a bottle of whiskey and two glasses before he went to the kitchen and made quick work of preparing the pork chops. He wrapped two potatoes in foil he could throw in the grill with the meat, and they'd be set.
Carrying a tray carefully, he finally reappeared. "I hope whiskey is okay," he said after he'd set the tray down to bring her drink.
"Sounds good to me. Normally I mix it with coke, but I can drink it straight." She turned and smiled at him, the shirt riding up slightly.
"Let me know if you want me to get you a coke. Or you can grab it, it's right in the fridge," he replied, his eyes taking in her long, lean legs.
Dakota eyed the mini fridge built into the outdoor kitchen. "There?" She pointed.
"Yep, right there," he agreed with a smile, checking the temperature on the grill as he took a sip of his whiskey.
She smirked and turned towards the fridge before bending over to open it. The action gave Jeremy the perfect view of Dakota's bare ass and cunt.
Jeremy's eyes locked onto the sight and a darkened smirk appeared on his lips. "Wearing no pants was a great idea..." he murmured to himself.
Dakota giggled as she retrieved a cold coke and stood up straight again. "I agree."
"You're a very tempting woman," he told her as he opened the grill to put the meat on.
"I could say the same thing about you," she countered as she mixed in some of the coke to her tumbler and gave it a stir.
"I'm not even doing anything, gorgeous," he replied with a dry chuckle, setting the chops on the grill before he closed it.
Dakota smiled as she leaned against the railing. "You don't have to. You're just... you."
Jeremy turned to face her, sipping on his whiskey again. "Just me, huh?" he questioned. "Just have a way about me?"
"Yes, sir," she grinned before sipping her own drink. "You're magnetic."
He grinned at the descriptor. "I like that," he said as he leaned back against the railing next to the grill. "I'll use that in interviews."
Dakota chuckled. "Magnetic, enigmatic, romantic... sexy..."
He couldn't help but chuckle, blushing a little at all the praise. "Okay, now you're making me blush."
She walked over to him and placed her hands on his chest. "It's the truth," she murmured. "Besides... I like seeing you blush."
Jeremy chuckled as he took another sip of his drink before sitting it down and wrapping his arms loosely around her waist. "I'm glad you do," he replied. d.
Dakota slowly ran both hands through his hair, watching as he rested his head on her stomach. "You're the sweetest man I've ever met," she whispered.
He was quiet for a few moments before he turned his eyes up to look at her. "Thank you for thinking that. Sometimes I need to be reminded that I'm not what my ex says about me."
"I've seen what she says," Dakota told him. "You're none of those things."
"I try not to let it bother me," he sighed. "But I get asked about it a lot, so I always have to talk about it. For now, anyway."
Dakota slowly ran her hands through his hair. "We'll get through it. Together."
"Her opinion of me doesn't matter. Only yours does," he told her with a gentle nod.
She smiled, bending down to kiss him softly. As she pulled away, Dakota looked over at the chops, making sure they were cooking right. "Should I flip those?"
"Yes," he replied, sitting up more fully. "They just need a few minutes on the other side."
Dakota reluctantly pulled away to flip the pork chops and the potatoes over. "The potatoes will take a bit longer."
"The chops can rest a little," he said easily, standing once again. "You sure you're good with just meat and potatoes?"
"I am," she nodded. "Unless you have things for a salad." Dakota walked over to where her drink sat and took a sip.
"I might, in the fridge in the house," Jeremy said as he picked up his drink. "Once we're done out here, we can check in there."
Dakota grinned. "Sounds perfect to me."
Jeremy stepped up and wrapped his arm around her waist, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "You're perfect to me."
Blushing, Dakota turned and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You're sweet."
"Just one of the many things I am," he smiled, leaning down to kiss her.
She met him halfway, kissing him slowly, feeling as he ran one hand beneath the shirt she wore. "Mm... I love your hands on me."
"They love being on you," he told her with a sideways smile. "Your skin is so soft."
Dakota giggled, letting Jeremy slowly explore her body. She sighed as he ran both hands up the middle of her back, her eyes closing. "I've missed it."
His fingertips were rough from working with them and they felt so good against her smooth skin. "I can't get enough of you."
"I can't get enough of you either," she told him, leaning in to find his mouth once more, her hands now in his hair.
He took her mouth greedily and pressed his fingertips into her skin to grip her. "Mmm," he moaned against her lips.
"Careful," she said between kisses. "You'll get us... into trouble."
"Me?" he asked with a husky chuckle. "It takes two for trouble, gorgeous."
She giggled. "What about the food?"
He growled against her lips. "It's about ready, we pull it off and throw it in the oven," he replied with a smirk.
"Then what?" She whispered.
"Then we continue this interaction," he answered, kissing her lips a few times quickly before he begrudgingly let her go and moved to get the food off of the grill.
Dakota grinned and reached for her tumbler. She took a long pull from her glass, feeling as the whiskey warmed her belly.
Jeremy moved the food onto a nearly tray and picked up his glass with one hand and the tray with the other. "Mind getting the door, gorgeous?"
"Of course." Dakota walked over and opened the sliding glass door. "Here you go."
"Thank you, baby," he said with a smile before he slipped inside. He went to the kitchen and set the tray down before putting the oven on the warm setting. He took a long sip from his drink, savoring the dark liquid before he swallowed and placed the food inside the oven.
Dakota leaned against the kitchen island, watching Jeremy work. "You know your way around the kitchen."
"Got to," he replied as he meandered around the island to her. "My family wouldn't let me get away with not being able to cook."
"It's nice to watch you," she smiled, watching as he placed an arm on either side of her, caging her in.
"It's nice to watch you, too," he told her with a smirk as he towered over her. "Sauntering around like that, tempting me."
Dakota blushed but stared into his eyes. "I like to keep things interesting," she teased. "Maybe give you a few ideas."
"Oh, you've given me a few..." he replied with a grin, leaning down to find her lips again in a passionate kiss.
She sighed softly, opening her mouth, letting his tongue slowly explore and swirl around hers. "What're you thinking... Hawkeye?" She teased.
Jeremy smirked. "I was thinking about heading back outside... exploring you in the wide open."
Her eyes darkened and she bit her bottom lip. "Explore me... how? I'm open to anything."
"Oh, you know... kissing and licking every part of you until your legs are shaking and you're begging for me," he elaborated.
Dakota practically whimpered, feeling as she became wet between her thighs. "I might like that."
"Only might?" he asked with a smirk, narrowing his eyes on her.
"Maybe more than might," she grinned back.
"Well, let's find out just how much," he said, sweeping his arms beneath her to pick her up and carry her towards the deck again.
Dakota giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. "I'm eager to see what you have in mind for me."
Jeremy chuckled sensually as he opened the door and carried her outside. The sun had set now, the string lights on his deck now gently illuminating them. "I can be very creative," he said, carrying her over to a lounge chair before he lowered her down onto it.
"I believe it," she replied, staring up at him. The lights making his eyes even more captivating.
"Mmm..." he breathed as he hovered over her. "Let's start where we left off," he said before he captured his lips in a heated kiss.
Dakota cupped his face in her hands as she kissed him back. She opened her mouth to him, moaning softly, able to taste the whiskey on his tongue.
Jeremy kissed her deeply, moaning into her mouth as his hands smoothed down her sides, gathering up the shirt she wore in his hands.
She shivered and squirmed before giggling softly. "That tickles."
He chuckled softly before he slipped his hands down to her hips. "Better?" he asked as he slid his hands around to grip her ass.
"Much," she agreed, playing with his hair.
Jeremy leaned in and pressed kisses to her neck as his hands moved from her ass down her long, lean legs. "So much for me to worship," he mused.
"You can worship any part of me you want," she told him. "I'm yours."
He pulled back and lifted one of her legs, pressing kisses down it until he reached her thigh. "You're warm, baby," he told her with a smile.
"Very warm," she agreed, watching his every move.
He could smell her excitement and smiled to himself as he lifted her other leg and pressed kisses up her other thigh. "You smell so good," he told her huskily, slipping one hand up the front of the shirt she wore.
"Mmm... you like that?" She asked, grinning at him.
"I love it," he replied with almost a growl as he moved to his knees in front of the chair. Leaning in, he tucked his head beneath the shirt she wore and kissed up her belly.
Dakota sighed, letting her eyes close. She loved how his lips and mouth felt on her heated skin. "Jer... that feels like heaven."
"Mm, good," he said, licking a stripe between her breasts before he ducked to take one of her nipples into his mouth, suckling on it.
"Ooh, shit," she sighed. Dakota almost laughed as he had buried himself beneath the shirt she wore.
He smoothed his hand up her stomach to capture her other nipple between his fingers and gently twist it. The shirt eventually became too warm over his head, so he pushed it up, revealing her to the cool air.
She giggled as she watched him, though the sound was garbled between moans. "I was wondering when you'd make your appearance again, handsome."
With a sultry chuckle Jeremy pushed up the shirt so she could slip it off over her head. He returned his mouth to her nipples then, gently grazing it with his teeth.
Dakota moaned, arching her back at the feeling of his wet mouth on her skin. "Oh, god..."
He sucked her nipple into his mouth for a long suckle before he ravenously moved to the other one, taking it into his mouth. With one hand he reached down and spread her legs, her warmth radiating.
"Jeremy," she whimpered, arching towards his hand, needing friction.
"You want me to touch you, baby?" he asked huskily, flicking her nipple with his tongue. "Tell me what you want."
"Please... please touch me..."
Jeremy chuckled sensually, suckling on her nipple once more before he slipped his hand between her thighs and cupped her hot cunt with his hand. "Touch you where, baby?" he asked teasingly.
Dakota whined as she pressed up against his hand. "Jer... why tease?"
"It's part of the fun," he told her with a grin before he pressed two fingers against her clit and massaged it in circles.
"Oh..." she moaned, pressing her hips upward.
"Take it in, baby," Jeremy purred, flicking her clit between his fingers. He lowered himself between her legs and leaned in, lapping up the slick of her pussy.
Dakota moaned, her eyes closing in pleasure. "Oh my god."
"Mmm..." he moaned from between her legs as he slipped his tongue inside of her, dipping it in and out of her cunt.
"Jer..." she grasped at his head, grabbing ahold of his hair in both hands.
He smiled against her as he swapped his fingers for his tongue, flicking her clit wildly before he slid two fingers inside of her, curling them upward.
"Jeremy!" She cried, arching her back, still gripping onto him. "Fuck..."
He moaned against her as he ravenously attacked her clit with his tongue. He pulsed his fingers slowly, fully inserting them every time to reach deep inside of her.
"Holy shit... right there... don't stop..."
Jeremy wouldn't dare to stop. He licked her clit fully as he fucked her with his fingers, her hands in his hair.
"I'm so close... I'm gonna..." Dakota whined as her thighs became wet, pleasure roiling through her body.
He lapped up all of her juices as she came into his mouth. "Mmm," he moaned, his tongue working wildly as he slowed his fingers and gently pulled them out of her.
Dakota stared up at the dying sun, trying to catch her breath. "Jesus..."
Jeremy smiled proudly as he looked up at her. "That sounded like a good one, baby."
She laughed breathlessly. "I think... I might have squirted."
"You did," he confirmed, taking pride in his work. "I loved it."
Dakota covered her face with her hands and laughed. She'd never done anything like that before.
"Oh, don't be embarrassed," he told her, reaching up to pull her hands down from her face. "That's so hot, you have no idea."
"It is?" She questioned.
"Yeah! It's the ultimate show of losing control," he told her. "You were really relaxed and aroused."
"Wow..." she smiled.
He grinned up at her. "And I'm the man that made it happen. I'm the lucky one."
Dakota reached out to link her fingers through his, holding his hand. "I'm lucky to have found you."
"Guess it's lucky I busted my leg," he said with a sweet smile.
"More than your leg brought you to me, sweetheart," she mused.
A guilty look passed over his expression. "You're right about that," he agreed. "But without all that, we wouldn't be here. So, I'd do it all over again."
She giggled, running both hands through his already messed up hair. Dakota couldn't help but be enamored by him. "Did you know that your eyes are almost the color of chocolate?"
"Are they?" he asked, raising his brows. "I've been told they change color."
"There's brown in the center... then it changes to a blue green," she said softly. "So it reminds me of the galaxy chocolate."
"Is that a good thing?" He asked with a soft chuckle. "Sounds like a good thing."
"A very good thing," she giggled. "I could get lost in there."
Jeremy moved from his position and sat on the edge of the lounge chair she currently sat on. "I'm glad you like them. You can look into them anytime."
Dakota sat up and leaned over to kiss him softly. "Well... since you've had an appetizer," she smirked, "should we eat?"
He laughed softly and nodded. "Let's," he said, reaching out his hands to take hers and help her up. "I'll make us plates."
"After... I could return the favor," she teased.
"I'd love that, if you want to," he said with an easy smile as they walked from the deck and into the kitchen. Jeremy went for the oven and pulled out dinner before he went about making them plates.
"Everything smells really good," she said sweetly.
"Here you go, gorgeous," he said as he sat her plate on the table. "It simple but it's tasty."
"I'm okay with simple," she told him softly. She cut into her pork chop and took a bite. "So good."
"Good," he smiled before he sat and began to eat. They sat in a comfortable silence, and he used his phone to turn music on in the house.
They finished their meals while making small talk, and they both shared the duty of cleaning up. As Dakota shut the dishwasher she began to dance to the music.
Jeremy tossed the dish rag aside as he watched her move to the music. A smile formed on his expression. He could get used to this.
Dakota turned and smiled at him before holding out her hand. "Join me?"
He chuckled as he reached out to take her hand as he pushed up from his lean on the counter, he began to move his hips.
She wrapped one arm around his waist and moved with him, swaying side to side. "You're a good dancer."
"So are you," he told her with an easy smile. He took her hand and spun her out and back to him.
Wrapping one arm around his neck once more, Dakota laughed as they danced. She ran one hand beneath his shirt, feeling him relax against her touch.
He made a soft sound at her touch and swayed to the music with her. He held her in close, his hands on her waist.
"I love you," she whispered as the song changed from upbeat to soft and slow.
Jeremy smiled gently. "I love you," he replied without hesitation.
Dakota played with his hair as they danced slowly around the kitchen, simply taking each other in. "So..."
"So..." he replied in kind, his eyes looking down at her.
"What now, handsome?"
"Anything we want, gorgeous," he replied with an easy smile.
Dakota leaned up and pecked his lips softly. "Back to bed?"
"Sure," he replied, returning the kiss as he took her hand to lead her back upstairs.
"Should we... watch a movie? Or..."
"We can put something on," Jeremy answered as they crossed the threshold into the bedroom. "Get comfortable, baby," he said as he pulled his shirt off, getting more comfortable himself.
She smiled softly as she climbed back into the unmade bed and snuggled against the pillows. "Have anything in mind?"
"Nah. I figured I'd just see what's playing," he said as he flicked on the television and tossed the remote onto the bed. He undid his belt then and unbuttoned his jeans, sliding out of them.
Dakota watched him, an ever-present grin on her face. "Giving me a show, baby?"
Jeremy chuckled. "Maybe," he replied, moving towards the bed in just his boxers.
"Ooh... I highly approve."
He sat on the edge of the bed before he climbed in, picking up the remote to flip through the channels. "Tell me to stop when you see something good."
She snuggled against his side as Jeremy flipped through channel after channel. "I'm not sure what I'm in the mood to watch."
"It's okay. Anything is good," he assured her, continuing to flip as the movie channels came up.
"Oh, Transformers is on. I haven't seen that in a while," she mused.
"Transformers it is," Jeremy said, setting down the remote on the bedside table. He relaxed back against the pillows and wrapped his arm around her.
Dakota snuggled against Jeremy's chest with a sigh, completely relaxed. She slowly trailed her fingers along his chest in a caressing touch as they watched the movie.
Jeremy settled into bed with a contented smile, tracing small shapes on her arm. "Thank you... for coming here."
"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else," she said.