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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 23, 2007 2:43:56 GMT -5
The rodeo had taken a toll on his body.. But he and Ree made their way back to his farm house in his truck. The 2006 black Ford F250 with a 7 inch lift, twin diesel exhaust pipes, coming out of the bed, extended cab. Mudtires. 4x4 flew down the gravel driveway towards the house as Jack was driving with his good leg.. His other leg in pain.. he was ready to get home and ice the son of a bitch.. and shower.. He pulled over.. stepping out of his truck after taking the keys out of the ignition.. He then limped inside to the house, going kind of slow.. He knew that Ree would follow him.. He headed down the stairs into his basement, which was like transformed into his little recretation area/room.. He headed towards his bathroom...
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 23, 2007 2:46:20 GMT -5
After they pulled up to the house, Marinna got out of the truck slowly. She tried to keep her distance from Jackson but stay close enough to help if he needed it. Following him into the house, she shut the door and headed downstairs with him. Taking a seat on a chair, she waited for him to come back out.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 23, 2007 2:49:19 GMT -5
He stepped into the shower, after stripping down naked.. turning his head after he stepped into the shower.. he turned on the warm water, and the shower head, letting the shower spurt the water onto him on massaging patterns.. He washed all of the sweat, blood and mud all off of him.. He began to whistle a bit.. He had hoped that Ree would stay the night with him and they could hand out, watch a movie maybe, and drink.. But it was up to her.. He lathered his body up with a bar of soap, washed the soap off and then washed his hair, and face.. He then rinsed off, and stepped out of the shower.. toweling off and pulling on a pair of plain black boxers, and a white wifebeater, showing off his abs and muscles, buldging from the rodeo, and 17 years of farmwork... He came out of the bathroom, hair still wet, towel in hand as he looked at her.. "I hope you dont got plans for tonight.." He said.. limping a bit as he headed over to the bed.. taking a seat on it..
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 23, 2007 2:53:33 GMT -5
"Well, I don't," she replied, "But why?" Marinna should have known why. Of course, she'd wanted to drink a little too. "So, what do you have to drink around here?" she asked with a smile. She knew the boy had plenty, "Oh, and I feel like laying down.."
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 23, 2007 2:56:45 GMT -5
Jackson then stood up and pushed away the little bit of mess and grinned as he stepped aside for Ree. "Sorry about the mess. I was in a bad mood earlier before the rodeo." That didn't stop him from scooping up the scattered pillows he used as most of his furniture and tossing it into a pile around the bed. He pushed the top of his laptop down and picked it up, walking over to the television and hooking it in as he glanced at her. "Pick a flick and I'll get us some drinks, deal?."
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 23, 2007 3:00:36 GMT -5
Marinna laid down on the bed, she didn't feel like picking a movie out. "I'll just tell you one, when you get back in here," she yelled. She took one of the pillows and cuddled up to it. She felt so comfortable at Jackson's house.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 23, 2007 3:04:14 GMT -5
Putting the disc in the computer, Jack hooked it up to the waiting television connector and turned it on. With his remote in hand, he glanced back at Ree, taking a sip from his own Budweiser longneck, skipping the opening previews and pressing play before stepping back to the bed. The movie was 300.
Reaching down, he pulled the blankets back and sat down, slipping into the covers next to her and sliding an arm around her shoulders, drawing her near. Enjoying the warmth of her against him, he turned and kissed her brow softly as he watched the movie begin. "Definitely a much better night than I thought I'd be having." His fingers giving her a gentle squeeze. And with that, he reached out and grabbed her a Smirnoff Triple Black out of his mini-fridge and handed it to her.. "Why dont you get more comfertable.. I bet those clothes are stifiling.."
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 23, 2007 3:10:54 GMT -5
"I thought I got to pick the movie, liar," Marinna said jokingly as she cuddled up next to him. She had to let go to grab the drink, but she didn't mind. She opened the bottle and took a sip, "Much better.."
"And what do you suggest I wear, Mr. Frost," she replied as she set her drink down and cuddled back up next to him. Jack was in a particularly sweet mood this evening, "When are your parents coming back tonight?"
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 23, 2007 3:13:23 GMT -5
Pulling the covers up a little higher, Jackson pretty much forgot about the pain in his leg, and he also forgot about icing it, Jack sunk down slightly into the pillows surrounding them, enjoying vastly more the moment than the movie. He felt her fingers on his leg and he moved it a little closer as her feet moved against his, trying to get warm again. He chuckled softly, knowing she was trying to get him back for the cold feet he'd often press against her.
His fingers slipped under the edge of her hoodie, needing to touch bare skin just along her waist as he kissed her nose softly, his eyes watching her. "I think their gonna be out for a while.. I think their pretty pissed off over me drinking before riding.. Hell, you can spend the night if you want.. Oh, and what do I sugguest you wear? Well it's only fair if your wearing equal to what I am.. So you guess.." with a wry twist to his grin, he opens his other hand all the way, fingers barely arched, His fingers under her hoodie giving her a quick tickle.
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 23, 2007 3:19:06 GMT -5
"What's that? Like a cami and panties?" she asked him confused why he would want to make her even colder than she was. His hands were cold as they were touching her. Her jean skirt was partially up from moving around so much and her button down shirt was twisted around. "300? Blah..." she said hearing the movie start playing.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 23, 2007 3:20:53 GMT -5
Jackson's eyes couldn't stray from Marinna's bared midrift. His fingers held there and he leaned down, letting his lips brush against her belly button. Tongue softly grazing her piercing as he looked up at her, his eyes focused on her face as his lips kept their own focus on her flesh. Kissing small circles around her, he smiled up at her, his whole body shifting a little further down.
Fingers slipped up again, under her shirt as they touched more warm, hidden flesh beneath the button down shirt."Whats the matter, dont like 300?" he said as he reached over, grabbing the longneck bottle and taking a long chug...
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 23, 2007 3:25:35 GMT -5
Jackson's touch, it made her crazy. Her whole body began to tingle with every move he made. "No, I don't like 300," she replied, "We've watched it too many times." She grabbed her bottle and took a drink, then set it back down. She laid a hand on his chest and began rubbing back and forth, laying her head on his shoulder.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 23, 2007 3:28:19 GMT -5
"I aint payin much mind to the movie right now.." He said, almost breathlessly.. His fingers almost felt cold as she leaned forward, whispering her heartfelt truth and he smiled, whispering those same three words in return. Chocolate eyes watched as his hands slowly slid the top over her head, her hair falling recklessly all over her chest, dangling there. He leaned in slowly, catching her up and pressing his lips to one bra-covered nipple, sucking through the padded front as he felt her melt against him. He could tell she was turned on, and He almost groaned with how excited she'd gotten him as his mouth opened, sucking softly on the tit.
Fingers caressed down along her her tummy, pulling the edge of her pants down. Exposing the hem of her panties, Jack let his fingertips slip slowly along that meeting of flesh and fabric.
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 23, 2007 3:36:03 GMT -5
Marinna became more turned on every kiss, every touch. Her heart was steadily increasing in pace. She allowed her hands to grab the bottom of his shirt and pull it up. Hoping he would move in time to get the shirt completely off.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 23, 2007 3:39:04 GMT -5
He allowed her to take his shirt off, exposing his rock hard abs and chest.. He looked at her.. "Mmm.." He reached over, grabbed his longneck and downed it the rest of the way.... Lifting his head, he looked up at the blonde goddess that lay above him. Her eyes languidly holding his as he mouthed a simple mmmm before he popped open the button of her slacks. Slowly, he slid the zipper downwards, watching the trepidition in her face as he leaned down and kissed the valley between her tits.
The fit into her panties was a tight one as his hand touched her mons pubis bone just above her vagina.. his fingers inches away from her almost drove her wild he could tell it.. He could feel the gentle hairs, which were shaved into a happy trail down to the top of her vaginal hood.. His fingers inches above.. slowly working their ways down.
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