1 comments/ 22759 views/ 4 favorites The Taking of Shiloh By: Jadegrim3291 I was alone in my bed curled up in a ball. I was trying to get to sleep. My mind was so full, full of worry and stress, and to make sleep even more difficult I couldn't take my thoughts off sex. As I tried to clear my mind, I heard the floor of my room creak. At first I didn't move, I was childishly afraid. Then with terror I felt someone's hand softly roaming over my hip. I turned around slowly, wide eyed. Then I was faced with shocking confusion, here he was, the man of my dreams, leaning over me with his hand still on my hip. I didn't speak, but I'm sure he could tell that I wasn't going to stop him. He looked at me, a pained apologetic expression across his face which quickly passed and was replaced with an aggressive face full of desire. I rolled over flat on my back as he sat on the edge of the bed next to me. This couldn't be happening, I knew this man, and realization hit me as I remembered. He was a regular customer at the small coffee shop where I spent most of my mornings. I had grown fond of seeing him there every morning, although we had never spoken before. I loved seeing him on the mornings he was there, and I found ease whenever he was around, he had a strange calm aura. He really is a beautiful man, that's what drew me to him first but after weeks of studying him I found myself wondering what his life was like. Was he married? What did he do after reading his newspaper and sipping coffee? I had no more time to think when I noticed he started quickly taking his shirt off, forgetting some of the buttons as flustered as he was. A small smile fell across my face as I observed his smooth chest, he had a fit body; but not too fit. My eyes wandered down to his waist, his marvelous happy trail reminding me of what was to come. I stopped gazing at him when I noticed that he was done with his shirt and looking at me with curiosity, wondering what I would do. I sat up and began kissing his neck and shoulders, he grabbed my face violently to stop me, but he wasn't angry. He grabbed my face to his and crushed his lips against mine. I felt my body leaning closer to him; he glided his large warm hands down the side of my arms holding me there, squeezing me tightly. By this time I was already very wet, wanting him more and more excruciatingly as the slow seconds passed by. His arms went limp as he concentrated on kissing me, gently biting the corners of my mouth. I took advantage of my free hands; I slowly slid my hands down his chest and across his flat stomach; I paused to feel the trail of soft hairs on his smooth abs, letting it lead me to his crotch, my hand reached the waistband of his jeans with delight. I carefully unbuttoned his pants, waiting for him to say no, to object. I unzipped his pants with some difficulty due to his hard on, I managed to get the zipper open and slipped my hand into his jeans. I could feel his cock pulsating; I grabbed it with my hand and squeezed. He broke free of our kiss and moaned, surprised at what had just happened, I smiled at him mysteriously and he licked his lips, his eyes rolled back. I quickly pulled down his jeans and boxers, and started pumping his hard muscle with my hands. I wrapped my fingers around him and stroked, using each finger to apply pressure individually. He was moaning with delight. His face looking towards the sky, his eyes closed. I felt him blindly searching for my face with his hands. I came to him; he kissed me again, this time more passionately. I could feel his lips on mine, his tongue searching my mouth. He broke away. "Your turn." He said with wild intense eyes. His angel voice was echoing back in my head. He pushed me down onto my back; I hit the bed with a 'wooph!' The next second he was lying on top of me. He was heavy, but not in a bad way, every nerve I had could feel him brushing against me. I observed his smooth body accentuated perfectly with sculpted muscles, his shoulders bent slightly above me. I wanted to touch him, I wanted to feel his whole body again and again. I fought the urge to glide my hands all over his chest. I wanted him to be mine. I could feel myself getting wetter with anticipation. My eyes were pleading and yearning for him. I tried to speak, to tell him how much I wanted him, but I could not find the words, how could I say anything to him? Shouldn't I be fighting back? He slowly lowered his magnificent chest onto mine, he was moving so slow it was almost painful. I stopped to think how strange it was that I wasn't afraid. I should be afraid, normal people wouldn't want this. I pushed away my pestering thoughts. He pulled my shirt up over my head, observing my small but perky breasts. He lowered his head and kissed my nipples. Slowly at first, but my gasps broke his self control, my euphoria pleased him... He began biting and licking my breasts, tugging against my nipples with his teeth. His shoulders pushed up and down against me as he moved his head across my chest. His whole body pushed against mine in quick movements. I could feel his hard manhood pushing up against my mound as he moved up and down. He must have felt the pressure against his dick as well because he started pushing against me more, humping me. I moaned and ground my teeth. He looked up at me smugly, pleased that he could affect me so well. He observed my expression, and brought his angel face to mine. He kissed me again, but quickly cut off, teasing me. He trailed down my neck, sucking on it. I could feel his tongue against my chest. I closed my eyes and then felt him rubbing his mouth over my stomach, kissing, and sucking me all over. He pulled down my pants, and threw them onto the floor. He started kissing my pussy carefully, with short movements, wrapping his lips around me. Shock filled my body when he licked my entire pussy in one slick movement with his wet tongue. I could feel my own wetness combine with the wetness of his delicious tongue, I quivered as he found my clit and began sucking it. I felt tense and my orgasm was building up. I brought my hands down to his head, pulling on his messy tousled black hair. I felt close to orgasm as he pushed my clit with the tip of his tongue. 'Not yet!' I thought, I grabbed his chin and brought his face up to look at me. "Fuck me." I whispered pleadingly to him, my eyes searched deep into his. He smiled hugely and nodded at me. He grabbed my legs and pulled them far apart. I felt a jolt go across my body. He kissed the inside of my thigh. Swiftly he moved up closer to me, bringing his face to mine, then he grabbed his cock and slowly pushed himself into me. I could feel the incredible fullness. My mouth opened in a silent moan. He kissed me before my mouth could close again, his mouth enveloped mine, he desperately and urgently searched my mouth, wrapping his lips against mine. I found myself trying to concentrate on his wonderful lips, and his fullness inside of me. My heart started beating faster and faster. He stopped kissing me and started thrusting in and out. His body was slamming against mine. He lifted himself up above me, and put his palms against the bed next to my shoulders. I loved seeing his dominant body over me, I felt so powerless, he was in total control. I wrapped my arms around his slim waist and groped his ass. He laughed and responded to me with a quick kiss. He lowered himself down on me again and roughly grabbed my breasts and massaged them in his large hands. He was still pumping into me. I gasped for air, close to an orgasm. He could sense this and abruptly stopped all movement. We gazed into each other's eyes. I could feel him examining my face with happiness. I broke the gaze and pushed my neck up and brought my face to his. I kissed him passionately. I could feel him starting to push his cock into me slowly again. He focused his weight onto my lower stomach and applied pressure against me with his waist. I wrapped my arms against his neck, bringing his face to mine. He rested his head next to my cheek, and nuzzled my face; resting his upper body. His hips did all of the work. I liked feeling him so close to me, feeling his chest against mine. I could feel his hot quick breath in my ear. He slid his hands under my back. I could feel his strong arms cradling me; somehow my body was able to feel each finger as his hands pressed against my back. Our embrace was as powerful as his dick was in my pussy. His pumping sped up, becoming short quick bursts. He raised his head above mine, and I brought my hands to the sides of his face. My eyes full of love and desire. The pleasure was unbelievable, I was so close to orgasm now, I hoped he wouldn't stop this time. He didn't, he kept fucking me. The weight of his spectacular body against mine was overwhelming. He pushed his head against me, grinding his teeth to keep from screaming out loud. I felt my orgasm just as his cock shuddered inside of me. I could feel the cum fill me up, fueling my orgasm. My pussy exploded with pleasure. I moaned loudly. He opened his mouth in mid-gasp at his own ecstasy. He fueled my orgasm with slow even pumps. I felt the orgasm fill me up, and I could feel him nuzzling my face in delight and exhaustion. My pussy quivered, and I looked up at him, his face was filled with satisfaction at my pleasure, and he grinned at me as he pulled his cock free. All I could do was stare at him in disbelief, I held him tightly in my arms, not wanting him to leave. Pleading with my eyes I gazed at his beautiful face. "Stay." I whispered, it was more of an overwhelming request then a command. He smiled kindly with meaning behind his eyes. "Of course." He responded. My face brightened up, and he laid beside me with his arm over my waist, assuring me that he was still there. I drifted off to sleep with no worries in my head, the world was just me, and him; and that was all that mattered. I woke up in the morning to find his warm and heavy arm still across my waist. The Taking of Shiloh Ch. 02 I could hear slight breathing in my ear. I felt a heavy arm across my stomach. Where was I? My mind ran with ideas, and, why wasn't I jumping up and running away? I was calm; the hot breathing in my ear tickled my face and warmed me. With each breath, I began to remember all that had happened. This man, this stranger, who had come to me in the middle of the night, my taker. Every touch, the nerves in my body warmed as I remembered every sweeping motion. Here he was still with me, just like I had begged. "Of course." He had said. Suddenly all of my feelings for him flooded my mind, love, sex, ecstasy, gentle touches, and rough urges. I couldn't stand it anymore, as every feeling filled me up. I turned in the bed to face him, my abrupt movement didn't wake him, I examined his face in the morning light. He was beautiful, soft lips, a relaxed expression across his face. I grazed my fingers across his chin, down his lips. He moaned quietly, and his eyes fluttered. Again, he filled me with desire, and I brought my lips to his, slowly wrapping my mouth around his limp lips, then his lips moved with mine. Our eyes were closed as we kissed, then he broke away. My eyes opened and focused on his sweet lips, formed into a smile. Then I gazed into his eyes, he looked calm, relaxed, and perfectly comfortable with me. My mind raced as I tried to figure out what to say to him, but he spoke first. "How did you sleep?" he mused, his voice so sweet and strong in my ears. "Um, well I slept pretty well." I whispered, quietly, my voice full of shy hesitation and a peak of embarrassment. He smiled and chuckled quietly, then laid his heavy hand on my shoulder. "You don't have to be withdrawn around me, you don't have to feel awkward, and you don't have to worry about saying the right thing, anything you say will sound right in my ears." I kissed him slightly and smiled as he licked his lips when I withdrew. "I've never met anyone like you before, I.... well I mean, last night was-" "Amazing." He interrupted. "Yes." I breathed. Then he laid his head down just inches from mine, his eyes were weary. I could tell that he was trying to say something he took a deep breath. "I'm so sorry" he said, and he bowed his head, not able to look me in the eye. "For what?" I asked innocently, there couldn't possibly be anything that he needed to be sorry for, nothing that I could comprehend. He lifted his head and gave me a puzzled look, his brow furrowed. He was exasperated. "I raped you last night." He whispered, saying each word slowly as if the words burned his mouth. His eyes held a tortured expression. I moved my body closer to his, leaving no space between us, he flinched away but I didn't budge. "I don't care, I wanted it just as much as you did, you did nothing wrong." I soothed. He let out a sigh, and accepted my embrace gathering me up in his arms and holding me there tightly against him. My head rested upon his neck, and I soaked in the fragrance of his skin. Never had I felt this way, so calm, so at ease with another person, just being here in his arms was the definition of peace, and I wanted never to let go. His skin was warm, I could feel his pulse with its slow heavy beating, he must be relaxed as well. He murmured something so low in my ear I could hardly hear it. "I'm embarrassed to ask this, but what is your name love?" I smiled, felt my face flush at the awkwardness of it. "Yes I suppose it would be important for you to know wouldn't it?" He chuckled quietly. "It would make things a little easier." "My name is Shiloh." He was quiet. Did he not like my name? I started to feel worried I tried to elaborate. "Well my friends sometimes call me Shy, or Isle, or Lo, there aren't very many decent nicknames for my name." I looked at him, his eyes were smiling, the morning light was making the his creamy brown eyes sparkle. "I love it." he paused and wandered off in his thoughts. "Shiloh." he said quietly. He wasn't saying anything to me, just repeating my name, letting it sink into his subconsionce. I broke the silence. "Well, It's your turn, let's hear your name." "My name is Jameson, Jameson Brecken," he confirmed. "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Brecken" I stretched and kissed the corner of his mouth. "I think you may be flirting with me Ms...?" he waited for me to reveal my surname. "Covington, and I think you are right" I smiled coyly. "Well then Shiloh, I guess I should do something about that." He turned me over on my back and rolled on top of me. My mind rushed in excitement. I remembered all that had happened last night, my womanhood began to get hot and ache for him once again. I ran my fingers through his shaggy black hair, and then moved my hands down to his shoulders. His back was so smooth and broad; I used my nails to scratch him ever so lightly. His eyes were closed, savoring every touch. It was adorable how well I could affect him, it seemed like everything I did was right, and I pushed all of the right buttons. Here he was aroused, simply because I laced my fingers across his back. For any bystander it would seem ludicrous that we had just now exchanged names, our souls matched together like two long lovers who had never lost their spark. We were already naked from last night, and I could feel him getting harder. His penis was growing against my thigh. I pushed his shoulders, he seemed to understand what I was trying to do, and he turned and rolled onto his back. He was so tuned into what I was thinking, and seemed determined to let me control. Maybe he got reprieve in knowing that I did indeed want this, that I wanted it last night as well. Perhaps he wanted to soothe his guilt. I crouched back and headed towards his manhood. He was breathing deeply trying to not get over excited. I was a little nervous; I had never given a guy oral before. He wasn't making me do this, but I wanted to I wanted to give him great pleasure. I grabbed his dick and rubbed it against my lips. He inhaled quickly taking a deep breath. I tasted his skin, curious and nervous. It didn't really taste like anything, and it wasn't bad. I still didn't know what to do though, and I tried to play it off. He could tell that I was unsure of myself. "It's ok Hunny, I will teach you what to do, don't be scared, if you don't like it you can stop." I lifted my face to look at his and I smiled when I caught his kind eyes. He is a sweet man, a gentle man, I could tell. "Ok well first put me in your mouth." He said, with a slight tremor in his voice, it sounded like he wanted to keep his control so he could still teach me. I slowly put his smooth erect penis into my mouth, as deep as I could without gagging. "Oh! That feels so good, your mouth is so soft and warm." He exclaimed arching his neck. He was losing his calm aura from a second ago. My breath was hot on his hard cock; my mouth was moist as I explored him with my tongue. His moans and satisfaction fueled my actions, I was getting really hot knowing how much pleasure I was causing him. His dick was perfectly sized for me; I found that out last night. It wasn't so large that it was painful or intimidating, but not so small that it was a joke. I began to suck harder onto the head of his dick, tasting some of his pre cum. He was moaning quietly to himself, and clutching at the sheets. He managed to speak. "Ok now try to bob your head up and down on me, while I thrust." I filled my mouth with him and moved my head up and down for a while, then stopped when he began thrusting into me. I felt his cock get even stiffer; I grabbed the bottom of his shaft with my hands and squeezed on it, and rubbed it with my fingers. Holding it straight as he pushed in and out of my mouth. I held still and cleared my mind to keep from choking; I didn't want to take this away from him. He lifted his head up to look at me, his face strained, but he was obviously enjoying it. I whipped my tongue all around him, gently biting his shaft as I moved my mouth to the head. His skin was so smooth; I was surprised that I was actually enjoying giving a blowjob! He looked down at me. "Baby, I'm about to cum, take it out of your mouth, and finish me off with your hands, just, hurry!" I slid his dick out of my mouth and grabbed his shaft and pumped it in my hands. I could feel my saliva on him, it helped lubricate so I could pound him harder in my hands. He groaned loudly. "Oh baby, baby, baby, ba-" His voice fell short unable to concentrate on talking. Then he moaned, and started breathing heavy, as I continued to love him with my hand. He lifted up his head as streams of semen shot out of him and onto my stomach where I straddled him. I let go of his slowly softening manhood. His breathing slowed, and I crawled over to him, still on top of his body. He looked up and saw the cum all over my stomach. He blushed. "Oh, I'm sorry, here let me help you." His voice was sweet but weak. He leaned up and used his hand to wipe away the mess he caused. "There, all better." He said with an irresistible, almost childlike smile, he leaned up and kissed my now clean stomach. A wave or warmth came from his lips, his touch spread from my stomach to my arms, legs, feet. It was unbelievable that even a small touch created this reaction. "You are so beautiful." He said simply I looked down at myself, and remembered that I was naked. I blushed in spite of myself. I shivered as a gush of cold air came across me when the air conditioning groaned on. "Come closer, let me warm you up" I collapsed down onto his hard stomach. His body was warm, I felt him reach over and grab the blankets to cover us. My head lay right around his neck, with concentration I could feel his heartbeat, and the rhythmic motion of his chest moving up and down with each breath. I felt his hand roam across my back, his hand changed from being heavy against my skin, to him only barely brushing his fingertips on me. I could feel his dick start to harden against my thigh. I snickered. "You are relentless! After that and you still want more?" I teased. "Well you need a turn too don't you?" "Mmm Gladly Sir." I said just as I felt that he was rock hard. His dick was trying to find a place to rest against me, what with my body crushing it into place in-between us. I lifted my hips for him. He took his hand off of my back to guide himself into my pussy. I felt his fullness inside of me once again. In excitement I began to rock against him, gyrating my hips. I rubbed my hands all over his chest, and leaned close to him still pushing back and forth. I had complete control for now; he just had to enjoy the ride. I used my thigh muscles to lift myself up and down on his shaft. Slamming my weight down on him and twisting my body when I pushed down. He grunted in pleasure. "You...so good, this is incredib-" he stopped and embraced a new surge of pleasure as I sped up, feeding my own desires. It was getting hot now and my building orgasm caused me to move faster. Apparently he felt the same way, because he took matters in his own hands. He grabbed my legs and pinned them down to his sides. Then he started thrusting into me. My body felt the confusion of being pressed down, and pushed up at the same time. The pressure heated me up and caused him to rub against my clit with every push. He now grabbed my waist and lifted me up and down on his hardness. Quickly picking up speed. Unexpectedly he stopped and lifted me off of him. Which resulted in a whimper from me, I had been so close. "Be patient, I'm going to take you from behind" He rolled me over so I laid on my side, and he spooned his body next to mine. He grabbed my ass and found my pussy and penetrated me once again. He rocked into me brining me back to where we left off. His thrusting sped up until we both ended in explosive orgasms, he grunted as he spilled inside of me, and my pussy tensed and tightened around him with each orgasmic second. Our breathing slowed, and we were sighing. I laid still next to him for a few minutes. Then to my intense embarrassment my stomach gurgled. He chuckled. "How about I make you something to eat?" "Thank you James, I think we have both worked up quite an appetite." I giggled. We slipped out of the bed for the first time together and went downstairs without dressing, after all that had occurred, eating breakfast naked was nothing. The Taking of Shiloh Ch. 03 (Please note that this is the continuation of the Shiloh series, only it is in the viewpoint of Jameson rather then Shiloh.) * I followed her down the stairs and into the kitchen. Light was filtering into the room through the blinds. He place was really nice, quant but homey. I didn't get a good look around when I broke into the house last night. Truthfully I didn't care about her house then, I needed to find her and make her mine. I had been watching her for months, and I knew that she was watching me too, even though she thought she was being discreet. I saw her peeking glances at me while sipping her coffee. I looked forward to seeing her every morning, watching her gave me something to take interest in. I found myself starting to have lustful thoughts after the first week of watching her. Just seeing her with her little skirts, and her smooth legs caused a stirring in me. She didn't dress skanky by any means; she was a classy woman, which only turned me on more. After two months of watching her, I knew I had to have her. Yesterday morning she finished her small coffee, collected her book and walked out of the shop. As she walked by her eyes turned toward me, sucking me in. Silly woman, she thought she was being so discreet, but I could tell that she had been waiting all morning to give me that one quick look. I was flattered of course, and I couldn't help but grin hugely while waiting for her to get into her car. Once she pulled out of her parking spot, I sprung into action. Rushing out of the shop I bounded into my car and followed her. Her house wasn't too far away. I made sure to keep my distance so that she wouldn't notice me behind her. When I saw her park into the driveway I pulled to the side of the rode, still far enough for her not to notice. As she got into the house I scanned the building, and its surroundings. Memorizing how it looked, and making a note of the street signs. I drove away knowing that later that night I would find a way in. That night It was beyond lucky that she had a spare key under the welcome mat. Silly woman, didn't she know that the mat was the first place that a robber looked? There I was inside of her house, and I did rob from her, I robbed her body. I really don't know what I was thinking. Why couldn't I have just talked to her? No, I needed instant satisfaction. She was looking at me now, her eyes were sweet, with a relaxed and sleepy look. Her clean smooth looking skin glowing in the morning light. She was so beautiful. I tried to wrap my mind around why she actually let me force myself on her last night. I was sure that she was interested in me, but I expected more reluctance on her part. I had prepared myself to deal with screaming and running. I am a monster. I had just wanted to please myself. Now though, I felt different. I liked her before, but now there is a connection. The sound of pots and pans clanging against each other brought me back to reality. She was getting out a frying pan. She was still bent over and I could see her sweet ass. My eyelids hovered in lust, I fought the dreamy desire to walk over to her and take her right then. "Want sausage?" She asked as she pulled out a frying pan. "I'd love some Hunny." She got the sausage out of the fridge, her breasts shook as she walked, filling me with temptation again. Soon the food was in the pan and started to sizzle, I could smell the sweet scent. Even sweeter though was her body. There she was standing at the stove, completely naked. Her body was just begging to be touched. She turned her head and gave me a smile. "You need any help with that?" I asked, nodding towards the food. She gave me a sly little smile, and her eyes twinkled. "Ok." I walked over to her, naked and vulnerable. I stood behind her and reached my arms around to take the spatula, turning the sausage links. I pressed my body against hers in a rhythmic motion. I could hear her gasping. I used my left hand to caress her breast, rubbing the nipple with my fingers, feeling it harden. This sent burning desire though me, I could feel the blood rushing to my cock. I could feel her beautiful ass against my hardening cock. Oh, it felt amazing, her skin was so soft and mine was so sensitive. Her hands moved behind her, reaching back and grabbing my ass. Her sweet little hands groped and pulled me close. Pressing me against her getting me as close as possible without actually penetrating. Finally I couldn't stand it anymore. Her warm skin, the heat from the stove, and our own attraction was driving me insane. I bent her down, her face precariously close to the sausages. "Its ok Hunny, I wont let it burn you." I said when I hear her gasp in shock. Quickly I turned off the stove and put the flying pan on the back burner. I shuffled her away from the oven to the other counter. "James, hurry!" She cried out. With no reluctance I pushed myself into her from behind. Feeling her envelop me fully. Her pussy tugged at me, pressing every inch, every part of me. She was warm, and I could feel her wetness around my shaft. "Oh God!" She gasped. "It feels so good from behind! Fuck me hard!" She screamed. I savored for a moment the feeling of her smooth silent tightness, then I heard her whimper. I chuckled ad I began to pound myself into her. Feeling myself glide in and out, pressing her tightness against me over and over. My nerves were on fire. I felt like I would never be able to stop, the pleasure was unbelievable. I slammed her onto the counter with my thrusts, I could feel her ass against my stomach, its softness cushioning me. Suddenly I let loose, my need for orgasm was undeniable. Toppling to the floor and bringing her with me, fucking her doggie style. She was on her hands and knees on the cold floor. The position was painful for both of us, but I knew she needed it. My hand went to her clit and I rubbed and teased it. "Do you like getting fucked like a dog?" I growled. I was playing the tough guy card. "Yes." She managed to gasp between breaths as I thrust onto her, pushing her whole body back and forth as she pushed into me. I could tell I was about to cum, the heat building up in me as I could feel the rush of orgasm. I held her down on her shoulders, gripping them. I saw her head hang down as she screamed in delight. Her pussy twitched and tightened around me, pushing me over the edge. Suddenly I exploded into her, prolonging her orgasm. She moaned and her breathing was ragged as her body relaxed. I emptied myself into her, then grunted as I pulled out. She then collapsed onto the floor, her body shimmered in sweat. I flopped down next to her so that we were face to face. She smiled and closed her eyes, I gave her a little kiss. I couldn't help it her facial expressions drove me crazy, her sweet smile, her ability to be innocent and kinky. "I think I like it rough." She said. I beamed at her. "I like it anyway, as long as its with you." I said, always the romantic, I smiled as I thought about it. She smiled at me, blushing. "You know, I feel so safe around you. Yet, should I? You snuck into my house last night- shhh its alright." She added quickly before I could interrupt her. "We can talk about that later, actually I don't even care that you snuck into my house, you obviously aren't dangerous, so there isn't much to talk about is there." "Your right, I didn't want to hurt you, but I do have a confession." I paused, to scared to tell her. Should I tell her? "What is it?" Her eyes peered into mine, and I couldn't help but tell her everything. "Last night, I was ready to do anything to have you, I had to have you. I can't even explain it. I wasn't going to take no for an answer. I was ready to rape you last night. She shivered, and I saw goose bumps on her arms. "Don't be afraid, please." My heart speed up, it can't end like this. She took a breath, her eyes were closed. I could see the gears turning in her head as she thought of what to say. She still laid there next to me, so she must not be afraid. Her face was one of concentration, and it was adorable. "I don't care, if I could have anyone rape me, it would be you." She said, her face lighting up as she tried to reassure me. My conscience was clear, and I felt a rush of relief. She wasn't afraid of me, and she wasn't going to run away either. She brushed her hand down my neck, and across my chest and abs. "So how about some sausage? I'm sure its done by now." "That sounds great, I'm starving." I said with a wink.