Visitation Rights.

Mark Prentiss

"Well, after infecting you, I owed it to you, but more to the point, you were my dear wife. What kind of husband would I be if I didn't nurse you back to health?" Mark smiled and then nodded, "Absolutely, dear. I have such fond memories of the backseat scene."

He winked at Jess as he let her out and opened the door to the backseat for them, "Apparently, I'm not alone about that."
 
"Well, we'll have to see if you're going to make this time in the backseat just as memorable." Jessica said with a grin up at Mark as she slipped into the seat ahead of him, waiting until he entered the car and shut the door behind him. "Because I've been dreaming of this moment for a long time, Mark."

Her heart was hammering hard in her chest. It was almost unthinkable that they were in this situation after all that they had gone through in the past few years.
 
Mark Prentiss

"And I wanted this, but never thought it would happen again, honey. Perhaps I should take this slowly, working my way to first base first....or should we skip ahead to second?" he grinned.

"And to think that when I was younger, there was such a hurry to get to the next stage. Now I can take it a little slower, but only if you wish," Mark recalled, "or we can pretend that we're crazy, frisky kids and try to do all that we can get away with, pretend that we're afraid of getting caught."

It was rather nice to have the luxury of a choice this time around, he admitted to himself. Something that he didn't have as much the first time.
 
"Sweetheart, we're not teenagers anymore and I never want to be one again." Jessica said with a smile on her lips. "I want to be an adult who is getting to know her husband all over again. I missed you a lot. I missed everything about you and I know that I have a lot to make up for after what I did to our family. Now is my time to start to make amends for that."
 
Mark Prentiss

"Well, I'm not still angry at you, but if you want to 'make amends', I'm open to any sort of plan that you have for that. Just know that you don't have to do so. And you're right....we're not teens, thank God! I was a walking hormone back then....now I can take it slower and make sure that you enjoy it, too," Mark nodded and winked at Jess.

He began kissing her face, her mouth, her neck, and her shoulders.....one lengthy session of kissing meant to stir her desires and passions.
 
"You're still a walking hormone." Jessica teased before gasping as he started to kiss over her face, her throat, her shoulders. "Jesus, Mark. I missed this so much."

She instantly reached for his thick hair, her fingers curling in it as he sought to excite her with those heated kisses. It most definitely was working, she thought to herself.
 
Mark Prentiss

"You like, eh?" Mark asked Jess, as his mouth veered dangerously close to her nipples, following a path down her cleavage.

He didn't stop licking and kissing her repeatedly, every inch of Jessica as he went, either. Nothing further than that yet, though. He wanted to make her need it....beg for it....he was a grown man, after all...and he wanted to pleasure her the way that a man would.....not a teenage boy who meant well, but mistook his own pleasure for hers or theirs.
 
"Hell yes, I do." Jessica said with a moan, gasping with each lick and kiss that Mark placed upon her exposed skin.

There were far too many clothes between them. She started to pull at his shirt, needing to put her hands on the skin of his chest in the most desperate way.
 
Mark Prentiss

Mark really stirred as Jess removed his shirt and began to touch his chest, but then focused on kissing her shoulders, neck....upper arms...bosom, and then back to her face.

"Just like old times....no, better. A lot better than I remembered," Mark said between kisses.

He knew that they would still need counseling to help with some things, and he was sure to suggest that, but right then, the best therapy was making out with Jess....kissing her, touching her....having her touch him, as he now lifted her top, leaving her in her bra above the waist.
 
"You're a lot better than I remember." Jessica murmured as he kissed every inch of her chest and shoulders that he could reach.

When he pulled off her top, she felt her panties instantly grow wet. She let out a soft moan at the thought of being naked with her lover yet again. It was all that she had wanted and wished to have since the divorce had been final.

"I need your hands on my breasts, Mark. Please..." She begged him, needing to feel his warm palms hefting their weight.
 
Mark Prentiss

Mark felt more heat rising in his loins than ever before as he put his hands on Jess's bare breasts, the same breasts that had weaned Chelsea...this made it far more exciting than when they were simply the first breasts that he had ever seen and touched up close like that. These were very special breasts....breasts that belonged to a woman who had born him his....their child. These deserved his love and appreciation just as their owner did...and so he fondled them with more desire and more care.

"Damn, Jess....just, damn....knowing that you and I did this before, but now....you're the mother of our daughter....these breasts gave milk....they are far more special than any other woman's," he said as he caressed and fondled her playfully, yet lovingly.....with enthusiasm.....no young woman's tits, no matter how firm, could ever compete with the bosom that had nourished Chelsea....the breasts that he had touched when he first knew love....those of his true love.
 
"You certainly turned into a sweet talker in the past six years." Jessica teased him as she let out a little moan as his hands massaged her breasts. "And I'm loving every single moment of it."

She leaned in and kissed her ex husband, sighing as their tongues met and twisted together. Her hands reached to rest on his shoulders, moaning again each time his hands did something that she particularly liked. He knew every single spot on her body that would make her melt and he was a master at getting mind blowing orgasms out of her. This was more than just sex, however. This was reconnecting after being apart for so long.
 
Mark Prentiss

"Well, I think that I've learned a few things since then, for sure," Mark winked at Jess before he began kissing a trail downward....down from her breasts to her belly and below that.

He wasn't in a hurry, he was determined to slowly tease and approach her that way....to steadily head toward her mons Veneris....this wasn't just about pleasure, however....it was a chance to reunite fully with his lost love, his ex and hopefully future bride....a chance to consummate that decision to revive their marriage.
 
"Mark, we don't have to go that far if you don't want." Jessica told him, her fingers curling in his thick hair as he kissed across her belly to her damp lips.

It had been so long since she had made love to a man that loved her in return. She so desperately wanted to to love Mark again as well. It seemed that it was all a perfect storm coming together to create an amazing circumstance.
 
Mark Prentiss

"I know....I want to...I will go as far as you'll let me, as far as you're comfortable with," Mark smiled as he began to dine on Jess.

Truth be told, he loved how she tasted, even now.....he had tried others this way, but only since the divorce, and none were as sweet....none made him want to go down on them like this. None made him not care if she had a bush or not....he would taste her, bushy or not...this was his favorite pussy, after all.
 
"Fuck." Jessica whimpered as he promised to take this as far as she was willing and soon he was buried face first in her wet pussy.


Her fingers clutched his hair tightly, pulling on the thick locks as his tongue made sweet love to her hairless pussy. She had kept herself in shape and she shaved herself regularly despite the fact that she hadn't been with anyone in months. She took pride in her appearance and she wanted to be ready for whatever came her way.
 
Mark Prentiss

Mark didn't let up, didn't show any mercy to Jess, giving her a wide range of experiences, as his lips and tongue explored her pussy inside and out. He roamed the whole area, teasing her with focusing in one area, but then prompting moving on to the next one.....he wanted to keep her guessing....he only hoped that it worked.

He also hoped that he wasn't too obvious in how much he really enjoyed this....always had....though mainly with Jess.....there was no pussy to equal hers, for more reasons than one.

At any rate, Mark, determined to drive her wild and make her cum....but only after a lengthy tease...
 
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