The Long Road Home (closed)

Sarah whimpered as he pressed in against her body, letting her know just how much he wanted her. She trembled, nibbling on her lower lip as she stared into his rich eyes.

"Make love to me." She murmured softly, almost afraid of speaking the words out loud.
 
"I thought ye'd never ask," he grinned against her skin as he kissed her neck, but he still took it slow for her, knowing she still wasn't used to such a relationship. Slowly but confidently, he pressed his hardened shaft deep into her core with a dark, beautiful groan against her skin.
 
Sarah let out a deep groan that matched Ian's, whimpering as his hard cock slowly pressed into her wet folds. His lips kissed her neck, his groan shaking her to the very core as they simply lay there together for a moment. She clenched herself around him, nibbling on her bottom lip as she got use to the feeling of his thick hardness stretching her entrance.
 
Ian chuckled softly, pressing his lips now to her cheek. "Sweet beauty... makin' me lose my head every time I look a' ya." His calloused hands caressed the curve of her hips adoringly and he drew back only to sink into her body again, a lovely slow pace that gave her the chance to really feel all her had to offer.
 
Sarah whimpered as Ian caressed her hips and started a long, slow motion which took her breath away. She trembled, her fingers finding their way into his thick locks. She pulled him down across her body, her lips finding his for a slow, leisurely kiss.
 
If Heaven could be found on earth, Ian was sure he'd found it with her. Her kiss made him nearly melt, but he didn't stop trying to give her all his affection and pleasure he possibly could. He was determined to please her or die trying.
 
Sarah broke their kiss and pressed her forehead against his own, sighing as he made sweet love to her. No man had ever taken the time to simply show her how much passion could be between a man and a woman. She was falling in love. That simply wasn't fair, she thought to herself.
 
As if in answer to her thoughts, Ian muttered softly against her ear, "I love ya, darlin' Sarah..." His voice was sweet and edged with his dark grunts and groans. He rolled onto his back and brought her up to straddle his waist, giving her the chance to do as she liked.
 
Sarah gasped as she was suddenly pulled on top of Ian, her hips never stopping their motion as she rode him. She whimpered, her hands planting firmly against his chest as she jerked her hips against his own, moaning along with him as they expressed their love for one another.
 
Ian growled deeply, and warned her softly, "Sarah... I can' take much more, sweet'eart."

His hard body was tensed beneath her, muscle rippling as he struggled to hold himself back and give her his all in that slow, burning passion unlike any she'd ever dreamed of.
 
Sarah lowered herself over Ian's body, holding her lover close as she ground down against his thick cock. She whimpered, moaning as she heard his plea that he couldn't hold out much longer. She knew the feeling and it was only a few short seconds later that she let out a cry against his ear, her body jerking against his as she came.
 
Ian's grip tightened on her hips, holding her steady as she came in a rush, and he finally pulled from her body when his own climax hit him harder than he'd ever felt in his life. He panted heavily when he could finally breathe again, and he hugged her tightly to his strong frame with a punishing yet loving kiss.
 
Sarah was spent. She didn't think that she had the strength to move as Ian's lips claimed hers in a passionate kiss. She could barely whimper before her head found its way to his chest and she let out a long satisfied sigh.
 
Ian cradled her with a deep sigh to match her own, letting his head rest back on the wooden floorboards. "Sarah, darlin'," he whispered as he lifted a hand to brush back her hair. He could still hardly believe that she was his.
 
"Hmmmmm?" Sarah murmured sleepily, her eyes finally opening to look at Ian as he ran his fingers through her hair.
 
"Nothin', love... I jus' love the sound o' yer name." Ian gave her a smile and slowly sat up. He rose and lifted her into his arms to take her to his small bedroom where he tucked her into the sheets and laid at her side with a long content sigh.
 
Sarah slept for the first time that evening without nightmares. Having Ian at her side was important and she knew that deep down. It was still hard for her brain to follow what her heart already knew.
 
The morning brought soft sunlight and the scent of breakfast cooking and Ian walking to and fro putting the house in order and quietly as he could. He wouldn't wake Sarah, letting her sleep in all she liked.
 
Sarah woke as a beam of light crashed across her eyes. She yawned, rubbing her eyes with her fists as she slowly surfaced. The smell of food cooking caught her attention and she actually found herself with a smile upon her lips. She pushed herself from the bed, naked as she was last night as she moved into the main part of the house.
 
She found Ian crouched before the fire in just his trousers, keeping an eye on the cooking stone over the flames. He looked up as she entered and it was clear by his starstruck expression that her mere presence- bare as she was- affected him deeply and completely. He rose to face her with a peaceful smile after removing their breakfast from the fire, and he reached out to capture her bared hips. Pulling her in, he kissed her sweetly like he was a young boy head over heels in love with his childhood sweetheart. He'd been just that, years ago.
 
Sarah kissed Ian with a smile on her face as he pulled her forward by her hips. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself close. She loved this man, completely and totally. She still wondered how she had ended up with this lovely man in her life.

"Good morning." She murmured softly, giving him a smile after the kiss ended. "Thank you for letting me stay last night."
 
"Letting? I couldn' 'ave let you go if I wanted to," Ian gave her a lazy, soft smile before kissing her again. "It'd 'ave been too cold without you b'side me."

He settled in his chair, bringing her to his lap and letting his fingers brush back through her beautiful dark hair. He'd always complimented her on it as a younger man, and now he did the same without words.
 
Sarah sighed as she was pulled into his arms and they sat on a low, worn chair. She let her eyes close as he ran his fingers back through her thick hair, the one feature that he had always loved. She leaned in and kissed him gently, allowing herself to be open with him like she'd never been with anyone before.

"How could I not have seen how much you cared for me?" Sarah asked softly as their kiss ended.
 
"It doesn' matter anymore, th'past is done, love," Ian insisted softly. "Now we've got each other an' a lifetime t'make up far time lost." With another kiss, he relaxed beneath her and laid his head on her shoulder.
 
"If you want to keep me around that long." Sarah murmured, half teasing and half serious. "Besides, when I start taking over more of my father's duties, I'm sure that you'll see less of me...unless you would allow me to elevate your position."
 
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