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The best way to fight a cold

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This is one of my favorite stories, perhaps because it's one of my personal fantasies. Too bad there aren't many guys like this! (but if you find one.... can you send him my way???)_____Claire pulled the stopper from the antique claw-foot, and lifted out of the warm, relaxing water. She felt like a limp piece of spaghetti, but at least the steaming bath had helped to break up her congestion.?What a time to get a nasty cold. She and Jason had been planning this weekend trip, to the seaside, for two weeks. There was no choice but postponement, now. Claire was in no shape to enjoy walks in the October, sea air. Her mouth watered, and her lips drooped, as she thought of the missed lobster, and the canceled room at the quiet, heritage inn.?Slipping into her white, terrycloth robe, she grabbed a box of Kleenex from under the bathroom sink, and shambled into the bedroom. Under a double layer of quilts she crawled, and propped the tissue on the nightstand.?Jason came into their dim room, looking concerned. "Feeling any better?"?Claire nodded. "A little. I can breathe through both nostrils now."?He chuckled at that, and sat on the edge of the queen-sized bed. "I'm sorry we had to put our trip off." He rubbed her shoulder through the thick fabric of her robe.?Squeezing his hand, she smiled and shook her head. "It's not your fault, hon. Colds just like to pick the worst times to sneak up on me." Her laugh turned into a sneeze, and he handed her a tissue.?"Thanks, babe." Claire blew her nose, wincing at the throbbing it stirred in her head.?Claire moved his hand lower, beneath the blankets, and his palm rested on her upper thigh. "Do you need me to do anything for you?"?A slow, steady ember of heat winked to life in her groin. Claire met his eyes, and wasn't surprised to find a quiet mischief there.?Rogue, she thought, and bit back a grin.?His fingers disappeared under the hem of her robe, brushing her heated skin with a light sweep of fingertip.?"Jason," she plucked his touch away from her leg, and set his hand atop the patchwork quilt, "I'm really not up for--"?He leaned closer to her. "I'm not trying to get you to have sex, sweetie." He shook his head, and a look of mild hurt flashed in his chocolate brown eyes. "Just want to help you relax a bit. Here, lay down on your stomach."?She peeled back the covers and rolled over, throwing a look of mock distrust over her shoulder, as her head settled on the pillows. "What are you up to?"?He snickered as he straddled her, just below the knees. "I thought a massage might help. I know how stiff and sore you are. And you haven't been sleeping very well, lately."?Ok," she smiled, and felt a bit guilty for questioning his motives, "but no funny stuff." Claire closed her eyes.?Jason feigned a sigh of disgust. "Give me some credit."?As his large hands curled around her shoulders, Claire let her aching body seep into the mattress beneath her.?"Ummm, that does feel good," she murmured, into the plush cushion pressed into her cheek.?His gentle kneading moved to the middle of her back, and the combination of the earlier, hot soak, her cold, and the soothing rubdown made her feel drugged. So sleepy, that she didn't protest when Jason whispered;?"Turn over."?He rested his wide palms against her clavicle, and worked the tender muscles in her chest. Claire let a small moan escape, as she shifted on the bed.?"Feel good?" His warm breath, scented with a sweet and spicy hint of cinnamon, brushed over her face.?One hand stopped its caress, and dropped to untie the fuzzy belt at her waist. He pushed the comforting terrycloth away from her body.?"Yes," she slurred, "very."?Jason's touch trailed down her heated skin. His large palms curved around her breasts, and, with thumb and index finger, his artful hands worked her nipples, teasing the brown buds until they were taut.?"Hey mister," Claire rose on her elbows, and peered at him through heavy eyelids, "what are you up to?"?Lay down, Claire." He gently pushed her back into the comforting nest of blankets and pillows. "I'm not trying to seduce you, darling. But you need to relax if you are going to get rid of this cold. You need to get your mind off things. I know you've been obsessing about work, about getting too far behind."?"No ... I ..." she tried to defend herself, but he cut off her excuses with a tender, yet passionate, kiss.?"Tonight, you're going to relax." He waved a commanding finger at her, as he withdrew his lips. "I'm going to ease that tension out of you, and make you feel better, like it or not."?There was a wicked sexual gleam in his eye, couple with a deep compassion, that made her shiver.?Without further protest, she scooted down on the mattress and let Jason return to his job. Jason was an excellent lover, and often preferred simply pleasuring her over sex. Her satisfaction, he told her, meant more to him, and got him off harder when they did make love. Claire had no complaints about his selfless methods.?Jason's mouth joined his hands at her breasts, and he suckled her right nipple, and then teased it with both teeth and tongue. The rosy tip puckered with the delicious torment.?His touch slid to her stomach, feathering teasing strokes up and down the creamy, soft skin. The low tingling in her nether regions now pulsed and screamed for his fingers to move closer.He stopped the teasing caress, and massaged her ribs for awhile. She groaned at the pleasure and frustration. She was so sore from coughing that the rubbing felt great. But now, something else was waking up, and it demanded his touch as well.?His tongue flicked over her belly-button, and Claire gasped. She'd been drifting into that world between sleep and deep lust, and the cool, wet lick startled her.?"Are you enjoying yourself, Claire?" He grinned as her eyes met his, and he swept a tormenting finger up her inner thigh.?"You're a miracle worker." She stretched like a cat, and his hand finally found that throbbing spot.?He continued to torture her, lapping his tongue only once over her engorged clit, and then pulling away. He blew, softly, on the wet swollen nub, and his fingers glided in between her wet folds.?His thumb moved to the pulsing bit of flesh, and Jason worked her in titillating swirls and strokes, while his fingers entered her, waking her g-spot.?"Feeling any better?" His voice was husky with want, and that only turned her on more.?"Yes," she managed, as his fingers moved faster inside of her.?His thumb left the swollen bud, and he took the sensitive flap into his mouth, sucking gently at first, and then harder. He grazed his teeth over her clit, before pulling his mouth away once more. Jeanette groaned, and buried her hands in his thick thatch of curly, red hair.?"You're an evil tease, you know?" Her laugh came shaky.?"Am I?" His retort was thick and low.?Jason moved his fingers, now dripping with her wetness, out of her. They trailed lower to her ass. Claire adjusted on the bed, so her butt was higher. His free hand slipped into her pussy, while he slowly worked his lubricated digits into her ass. Working her g-spot, while he also played with the smaller hole gently, he dipped his head, and sucked and nibbled her clit again.?Claire cried out. The sensations rocked her body, spreading through her like electric fire. Her cold was completely forgotten.?"Faster," she begged, and Jason worked her womb with frantic thrusts, while he continued with his anal caress.?Jason arched her back, grunting loudly as she climaxed. Her whole body trembled with release.?"How's the cold now?" Jason grinned, and kissed the corner of her mouth.?"I wonder if I even have it anymore." She laughed, and brushed her lips over the tip of his grizzled chin.?"Get some rest, babe." He ran a wide palm down her dark red hair, and stood.?Claire yanked him back. "Hey, where do you think you're going?" She worked open the belt of his cargo pants.?"But," he objected, "you're too sick for sex."?"Oh, I know." She gave him a sly smile, and popped an extra-strength, cough candy into her mouth. "But I'm not too sick for this."?Unzipping his pants, she freed his hard, thick cock. Claire positioned herself in front of him, and took his erection into her mouth.?"But," his voice was ragged, "you're too congested."?She slid her lips down the length of his shaft. The cough drop tingled in her mouth, and glided down his taut muscle. He hissed his pleasure between his teeth, and rocked his pelvis forward.?"I can come up for air." Claire said.___________________[sig]~ Kissy Liz~ The best way to become acquainted with a subject is to write about it. :)[/sig]

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