Happy Friday! It's another chapter of "On the Mat." Jason finally has Jenna right where he wants her. Though he had to lie to her by omission to make it happen. But he refused to let the chance to make her lose control and give her the best she ever had slip away. ;-D

If you haven't guessed yet this chapter is an intimate one. Hope you enjoy it and please vote,  offer comments, feedback and/or critiques. 

Jenna's hand fumbled with the knob as she locked the door behind them. Her mind was too busy worrying about what they're about to do to stay calm. All the times she thought of touching and kissing him and now that it was actually happening she was a mess.

But first they had to talk about ground rules. Like what she's okay doing with him in bed. Most importantly it should remain a secret. No one from work can know about their new sordid connection. Mind calm and ready, she took a deep breath for courage willing herself to turn around and face him when she felt Jason's lips pressing a searing kiss on the back of her nape.

Hot and tingling waves of desire washed across her neck and down to her core as she shivered in delight. Her mind turned to mush as her body took over. Spinning around into Jason's arms swallowing his groans of 'fuck,' her lips claiming his mouth.

A hunger exploded within her, its heat quickly consuming her body to inferno temperatures. Jenna felt his harended length against her hip and her pussy, already slick, wet and ready, fluttering in morse code.

She swiveled her hips rubbing them on his cock and was awarded with a grunt. His hands grabbed her backside and lifted her up against the door. Jason groaned into her mouth and wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her off the ground and her legs wrapped around his waist.

Parting her mouth, Jenna's tongue darted out and sucked on the organ. Pure bliss slammed into her and the walls she erected around herself, keeping away the debilitating emotions of others, shattered.

Jenna felt everything that he felt. A desperate need so great every inch of her body it could fill the Grand Canyon. A need she never imagined he could possibly feel for her. It made her dizzy with want and empowered. And a hungry, burning desire to mate.

"Fuck," Jason groaned again. He removed one hand and manically tugged her yoga pants and panties down. She unlocked her legs and toed them off the rest of the way as he thrusted two fingers into her slick folds.

Whimpering into his mouth her hand released his shoulder, down his abs to what she craved the most, the massive bulge straining behind his jeans. Jenna felt his heat through the thick material making her feel the fool for running away from this virile man for so long.

Suddenly it didn't matter why Jason who was sexy as hell with a ripped body for days and the sweetest smile would have to blackmail her for sex. She had left him little choice in that matter. What woman wouldn't want him? Sherry wanted him. And she'll never have him because he was hers.

Mine she thought as she bucked her hips faster on his fingers.

"Mine," growled Joseph as he kissed her jaw and nibbled on his neck. Her pussy fluttered at the deep, rough tone of his assertion. As if it was law that he was hers. It made her pussy throb and wetter in agreement. "Now come for me, sweet Jenna. Come on my fingers. Then in my mouth. And on my cock."

Oh god.

She felt the tremors of her orgasm coiling tighter and tighter, his filthy words pushed her her up and over the threshold. It buffeted and knocked the air out of her lungs. Her mouth dropped open in a silent scream which he claimed once again this time fucking her mouth with his tongue as his fingers continued to piston into her until she floated back down into his arms, sharing his breath as one.

"Open your eyes." Her eyes flicked open -she didn't know when she closed them- and watched as Joseph slid his fingers out of her and licked her taste from them.

"Oh god." He released his fingers and moved them toward her lips. "Open."

She really should be offended with his demands but she wanted to fulfill them. Especially when it promised her pleasure even better than her fantasies.

Jenna opened her mouth wide and took his fingers in his mouth. Her tongue sucked and licked over and between his digits as she tasted herself. It was the most wanton thing she ever done.

His brown eyes darkened into black pools and his jaw clenched as he watched her. As in pain he slipped his fingers out her mouth. Jenna felt his pain acutely wanting desperately to once again fill the holes of her mouth and pussy.

"Remember to do that when I put you on your knees sweetness." Her thighs clinched together in anticipation as her eyes roamed down his too tight shirt to his hardened length. He looked so big she wondered how much of him she could fit into her mouth as she started to kneel down. But Jason grasped her hips and shook his head no. "First I gotta really taste you. Get in baby pose."

Jason walked backwards into her living room, stopped in front of the coffee table and sectional and told her to strip. She followed in directions in a haze of lust, watching as the hardened buds of her breasts appeared as she drew her top over her head in the decorative wall mirror behind him.

His eyes roamed up and down her naked body as if he was a ravenous man for which going back for seconds, thirds and fourths would never be enough. Jason stared at her naked body as if he wanted to worship her. She felt heady with the reaffirmed knowledge that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

Pleased, turned on and emboldened Jenna nodded towards him, breaking him out of his trance. "You too. Clothes off."

Seconds passed, as her words slowly reached his brain. A wolfish grin split his face and he stripped himself, his clothes flying around like a tornado until it fell who knows where. But Jenna couldn't care less because her turn to become so mesmerized by Jason's body she couldn't tear her eyes away or move.

Never had she seen a body so finely tuned and muscled. He was hard everywhere. Everywhere. Jenna knew he was a Marine and had trained his body to be a weapon. But at this moment, with Jason standing before her, tall and strong and well endowed, as precum dripped from his cock - gpd she wanted to lick every drop- Jenna believed to her marrow that he also trained his body to please her.

"Jenna." Her head snapped up into his serious face. "One question. Are you clean?"

Jenna nodded yes.

"Good. I'm clean and got tested months ago. But I want to feel you on my cock bare. With no barriers. If you're not good with that I'll put on a condom."

Bare?

Jenna hesitated. There hadn't been anyone she wanted inside her this bad since never. But she'd never had sex without a condom before. Not even in her previous relationships where they were Jason tempted her sorely. She wanted to take everything he wanted to give her. But dare she?

Yes. She did. She didn't want any barriers either. Jenna wanted to feel every inch of his hardened length as it stretched her walls.

" No condom," she said then added, "I'm clean. And on the pill."

Jason growled thank fuck, sounding like a big cat as he prowled towards his prey, her, with lethal grace. Jenna was sure her temperature reached dangerous fever proportions as he stopped before, grasped her elbows and dropped down to his knees, pulling her with him, to the beige plush carpeting.

He pushed her onto her back and Jenna opened her hips wide, kneeled her leg onto perpendicular from the floor and on the sides of her torso and grabbed hold of her feet. Lifting her head slightly off the floor she waited in anticipation for her next order.

"Damn, you're so fucking wet." His hand reached out and cupped her mound. Jenna whimpered at his touch and lifted her hips off the floor to suck his fingers deeper as he began to slide up and down her entrance. "You're dripping all over. You want me that bad?"

She nodded her head. She needed to do what he promised and make her come again on his mouth. The anticipation was killing her and she was holding on by a thread held to learn what else he had in store for her. To feel his hands on the rest of her body her skin, to drink again the potent wine of his lips on hers and have him filled her up as only she knew he can.

Jason shook his head from side to side as his fingers now skimmed circles around her most sensitive place . "Use words sweetness. Say you want me."

"Yes," she yelled. "Yes. I want you. I want...oh my god."

In one fluid movement Jason bent forward between her legs and when his tongue touched her lips stars exploded before her eyes. He thrusted his tongue inside, making love with her pussy with the same fierce ardour when he had her pressed against her front door. Her skin burned all over but instead of running away from the blaze, like a moth she wanted to get closer. She wanted to be burned to cinders from his love making. She simply wanted more. More.

Jenna got her wished as his palms glided beneath her bottom, squeeze and lifted her slightly off the floor. His tongued delved deeper at the new angle and Jenna wriggled to get closer, relishing in his beard scraping her skin.

"More," she whispered as she felt another orgasm building inside her core. Jenna wasn't vocal during intimacy but with her walls crumbled, her and Jason's emotions tangled up in each other as their scent of arousal. Demanding the other to give and let go exactly as they wanted as if of one mind. One soul. She wanted more because he wanted more. He wanted to make her come hard because she wanted to. "More."

His lips clamped around her clit then bit and suckled the sensitive but hard into his mouth. The second orgams split in her half and breaking her out of the pose as Jason lapped up her juices down his thirsty throat. She was still coming when he pulled away.

"No," she whimpered as her hands reached out to grab his head and keep him there. But he was too fast for her. He grabbed her wrists, repositioning her as she whined like a little child on the verge of a tantrum from having their favorite toy taken away. When he lifted them up to their feet, her back to his chest. and pushed down her at her shoulder blades.

"Downward dog," he told her, pushing down at her shoulder blades and kneed her legs apart as she leaned forward onto the floor on the palms of her hands, then introduced her to something better as his thick, rock hard cock thrust into her sheath to the hilt.

"Omigod!"

"Fuck! So fucking tight." He slapped her ass as he dragged his cock all the way out to the the tip then rammed it back in. And oh god it was better than every fantasy she'd ever had she wanted a refund. All her previous daydreams were uprooted and completely destroyed. With each stroke, deeper and harder, he ruined any fantasy she'd be foolish to think of after.

Their voices carried together so loud up to the rafters that Jenna was sure they'd bring the roof down on them. But she didn't care. She was too busy in thrall of Jason driving his cock inside her while she was in the first yoga pose she daydreamed about them doing. Then he switched the angle of his hip, hit her g-spot and she was lost.

Her back arched even more. Jason pounded into her powerfully, deliciously. The sounds of their skin slapping turning, his grunts and her moans, the mingled scents of musk and sex, his face as he chased her pleasure and his own through the slits of her eyes, pushed her over the crevice and down into a never ending hole ripples from her pussy.

Then she was airborne. Jason lifted her up and while still impaled on his cock told her to wrap her feet behind his legs and hold on. Jenna did as he said and twined her fingers behind his neck. She didn't know if he did it on purpose but before them was a decorative mirror. Her breasts, glistened with sweat, jutted up and out filled the reflection. Jason stared into her mirror

"Ready?"

Jenna nodded.

Jason grasped her waist and slowly lifted her up until Jenna briefly felt the mushroom tip of his head at her entrance before he slammed her back down. Her body lifted up his length again then brought down again.

Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. Each stroke more volatile than the last. The ripples turned to waves crashing over her as all her molecules disbonded, scattering every atom of her being in a blinding white light. Jason exploded right after, spilling his semen as he roared, almost drowning out her shouts of ecstasy.

Her body turned to rubber. Jenna could no longer feel her arms and legs. They fell down to her sides and Jason's legs the second her orgasm trickled until it stopped. If Jason wasn't holding her up, her shaking legs would've dropped her unto the ground with no way to get up without pressing the Life Alert button to contact emergency services for help.

"Fuck," panted Jason by her ear. His warm breath sent shivers throughout her aching, sated body. "Fuck," he repeated again.

"Yeah," agreed Jenna. Her heart still raced at sixty miles per hour a minute. "Yeah."

Jenna tested her footing and tried to stand up straight. Her legs wobbled underneath her.

"You okay," chuckled Jason. Jenna lied and nodded yes. She wasn't okay. She was far from it. And didn't want to be okay. She just wanted more of what he can do to her body. After she recuperated.

Jason scooped her up in her arms. Jenna sighed, leaned her head on his strong shoulder and closed her eyes. She'd never realized before how blissful it was to have the man of your dream - in her case fantasies too- carry you princess style with all the care of holding and guarding something precious. Jenna felt as if she were floating and would've floated away from the cloud of contentment enveloping her if it wasn't for Jason's masculine presence tethering her to earth to his side.

Jenna directed him towards her bedroom through pursed lips, murmuring underneath her breath. He didn't hear her or as her lids were drooping close, too heavy to keep open, when instead he took a few steps, paused before he sat down and gentled her in his lap. Jason then stretched out beneath her, cradling her head as her body laid atop his, her back slightly pushed into soft fibers. Her couch.

His hand reached above her and tugged, draping them what Jenna knew to be the blue blanket she'd crochet and had draped over the back of the couch.

Jenna smiled warmly snuggling deeper into Jason's arms, listening to his deep breathing. And before she succumbed to deep after amazing sex sleep Jenna swore she heard Jason promising a second round. And she had every intention of holding him to that.

Like the song says Jenna really is getting the best she ever had. But can she keep her heart out of their no-strings sexual favors relationship? Stay tuned for next week's chapter to find out.

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