Hanging By A Moment

Hanging By A Moment
Chapter 19: Holiday Excitement

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For Jean Grey, the rest of the holiday week passed in a blur as she spent a truly amazing time with her boyfriend Scott and his family, the Howletts. Given that they were a pretty active family, there was no shortage of things to do. Jean had a blast living alongside Scott and his family as they showed her the ropes of the neighborhood from the city of Buffalo to the rest of the area around their house. The Howletts were definitely no rich upper class snobs, for they knew how to have a good time with the world around them offered and it was a much welcomed change for Jean because she knew she would never have experienced something like this with her family over the holidays.

As the week progressed, Scott and Sarah took the time to show Jean the popular hangouts where they spent a lot of their time growing up around the area. The first place they showed her was the go-kart track, where Scott showed where he practice to get his drivers license and where Sarah actually wrecked one of the karts for driving too ‘aggressively’ as she described it. In addition, they both showed her the popular clubs, recreations centers, and video arcades where they spent a lot of time in their younger years. And like their house, each place had a multitude of stories to go along with it. Some were funny and touching while others were a bit sensationalized, but Jean had enjoyed them none the less.

Along with the sights and sounds of the world where Scott had grown up, his parents also took her out over the week, giving her an insight to a world she had not experienced in her upbringing. Ororo took her to the botanical garden where she had been working for so many years, showing her the beautiful sights and smells of the plants and flowers she took so much joy in cultivating. Jean could see the great fascination and happiness that working with something she loved so much brought her and could see just how in tuned the older African woman was with nature. She seemed to relish in the aura that such life had to offer and had a great deal of time to reflect in the peaceful presence of such a beautiful environment. Scott had many stories about how the calm, peaceful setting helped him in many ways though those difficult early years after he first arrived and Jean could definitely sense why as she found such a place very soothing, giving her time to think about and consider certain things in her life that had been on her mind for some time now…Only find them coming into perspective more and more as she lived and learned with this wonderful family.

In addition to seeing where Ororo worked and made her living, Jean also got to see where Logan worked to make a living in his auto garage not far from the outermost limits of the city. The older man’s gruff, burly tone was definitely accentuated as he showed her the gritty world of fixing cars, tweaking motorcycles, and pretty much enjoying anything that resembled a motor. It was a bit of a departure from the serine natural setting of Ororo’s job at the botanical garden, but like her, Logan spoke with great enthusiasm and passion for what he did. Sarah was frequently with him, for she seemed to inherit her father’s love for all things mechanical and Jean found it quite humorous just how uncanny they were together as father and daughter. They spoke, laughed, and sounded alike to the point where it was almost scary…But it was a sight that anybody would have found remarkable and Jean most certainly did.

Throughout the week, Jean engrossed herself in the simpler, more peaceful existence of Scott’s middle class life with his adopted family. And as she saw how this wonderful, kind family lived, the true bond that they all shared truly came into view. They were so unlike her family…So charismatic, fun, and loving towards one another. They felt comfortable talking to each other about anything whether it be sex, school, or work. They laughed, joked, and loved in a way her family never did in their rigorous, routine-based lifestyle. Scott and Sarah interacted with one another in a manner that showed a true sibling bond…Even if they weren’t related by blood. They were like brother and sister while also being best friends at the same time…A relationship that Jean had never imagined being possible with her sister. They talked, laughed, and truly had fun being around one another and the more Jean saw it, the more extraordinary it seemed.

Jean also found herself watching with awe as Logan and Ororo flirted, embraced, and kissed as thought they were a couple of wild high school students still so deeply in love after so many years of marriage. It was something that both Scott and Sarah had grown very accustomed to over the years, yet Jean still found it astonishing to see how a couple like them interacted with such deep love and devotion. It made Jean think even more about some of the things Ororo had told her about her feelings for Scott…For seeing the older couple act in such a way made Jean think twice about her long standing viewpoint about there being no such thing as true love. For her, Logan and Ororo were solid proof against that dogmatic view…But did that mean it still pertained to her? As much as she wanted to believe otherwise, her innate stubbornness kept her from truly delving into it in the way she wanted to as she spent more time simply living among the Howletts…Embracing them just as much as they were embracing her as a part of the family.

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When Thanksgiving Day finally came, Ororo was up bright and early to start on what would become her legendary annual Thanksgiving feast. Jean had heard a lot about it from Scott, Logan, and Sarah…But she had yet to experience it herself and all she could do now was wait and see for herself just how a holiday dinner truly went in the Howlett household.

Ororo spent most of the time in the kitchen, but everybody did go in at times to help her make it easier for her. Jean did her best to help as well even though she had very little culinary skills since her family had not deemed such things as being of vital importance for her to learn. However, she was quickly picking up on a few things and tried to do her part.

For the most part, the day was pretty laid back for her as she spent some quality time with Scott watching some movies and checking out some of the specials on TV that were going on for the Thanksgiving celebration. In addition, Scott also told Jean about some of the traditions they had for family holidays like this. Some of these were a direct result of his Ororo being of African decent and of some Logan’s deeply held believes that related to his fascination with Japanese culture. Such things included the burning of incense throughout the house, the placing of a few African and Japanese relics around the dinner table, and other such activities that gave off an overall spiritual feeling to this wonderful experience with this intriguing family.

All her life, Jean had never really been a spiritual person in the classical sense…But with the memory of her dead friend Annie always lingering in the back of her mind, she knew full well that there was a world beyond that of the living. Her family had always been ones to not focus on the faith and more on the principles and beliefs…Yet there was always so much more to it that Jean never wanted to be a part of, so she kept her faith to her self for so many years. The feeling of being in home with a man like Scott and his wonderful family where the spirituality was completely separate from the dogma made Jean feel a sense of peace that she had not experienced before in her life. It made this stay all the more special and memorable to her as the hour of dinner finally fell upon them.

The dining room was dimly lit and decorated with numerous African and Asian symbolism as Jean and the Howlett family sat before a truly magnificent feast courtesy of Ororo’s seemingly magical skill in the kitchen. But before they all ate, they all joined hands in as Ororo led a prayer of thanks for having such a blessed day.

“Thank you oh lord…Spirit, caregiver, and guide to all that we have been blessed with,” she said as Jean sat and prayed along with the family that had welcomed her with such wide open arms, “The Earth, Sun, and stars have given us so much to be thankful for as a family and we welcome with happiness and honor Ms Jean Grey as a part of this wonderful feast for both our family…And our very special guest whom we are so proud to have with us…Amen.”

“Amen!” they all repeated as Jean couldn’t help but blush at Ororo including her in the prayer.

“Wow…I didn’t expect to be such a big part of those beautiful words,” said Jean as the elder African woman and her family looked back at her with a warm smile.

“Ah, think nothing of it Jean!” proclaimed Logan, “As long as yer spendin’ Thanksgiving with us, consider yourself a part of the family.”

Jean didn’t know how to respond to such kindness, for Scott’s family had treated her with such great kindness and respect. They were so welcoming, warm, and fun…Aspects of a family she had never thought possible because of how hard it was dealing with her own familial issues growing up. Looking over at Scott, the amazing young man that had come into her life so expectedly and changed it so much, she couldn’t help but smile widely at all he had given her…Knowing that this experience with him and his family had granted her so much more than she ever could have hoped.

“I…I don’t know what to say,” she said, unable to find the right words to express her gratitude to them.

“You don’t have to say anything Jean,” assured Scott, “This Thanksgiving dinner is a gift from us to you…And as a special token of thanks from me for making my life so wonderful these past few months.”

“Aww, Scott…” she said at a loss for words as she gave him a warm hug and a kiss, “Thank you so much…”

Such a moment was one that made Logan, Ororo, and Sarah smile as they saw the genuine happiness between Scott and Jean. It had been a truly exciting and memorable week introducing her to their world and for Jean…It gave her more than she ever could have hoped for.

“We’re all happy to have you with us Jean,” said Sarah as she raised her glass in appreciation, “And with that…I say let’s not let this wonderful meal mom cooked for us go to waste and dig in!”

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After two hours of lively dinner talk and joyous consumption of Ororo’s wonderfully prepared food, not a scrap was left on the table. Every year, Ororo tried to make enough for at least some leftovers to last the rest of the week, but this time…She had no such luck. The turkey had been stripped to the bone and there wasn’t a single pea left and by the time it was all over, everybody let out a sigh of contentment as they enjoyed their full stomachs.

It was quite possibly the most filling meal Jean had ever eaten in her life. Ororo’s method of cooking in a thorough, concise manner while adding in her own unique touch to ever piece once again left the young redhead reeling in a feeling of satisfaction and amazement that somebody could make food that good. Thanksgiving with her family had always had dinners that were as formulaic as a high school chemistry project and there were even some times when her parents would pay someone else to come in and prepare dinner. However, either way didn’t matter because to Jean, the food always tasted the same anyhow, each year no more special than the last. But Scott’s family knew how to make Thanksgiving truly memorable…And not just with the food.

It had been a truly amazing holiday for Jean, for it had gone better than she ever could have hoped. She got along great with Scott’s family, she got to spend some quality time with him while putting many things about their relationship into perspective, and she got a chance to enjoy some truly terrific food. In many ways, she got along better with Scott’s family than she did with her own…Which wasn’t much of a stretch anyhow. She was glad that she had decided to take Scott up on his offer to come here and she couldn’t imagine it going any better. This was truly a holiday to remember for her…One both she and Scott treasured as the cold November night began to set in.

After all the dishes were done and after all the tables were clean, Jean was let in on another family tradition that the Howletts had long enjoyed. Using the firewood that Scott and Logan had chopped earlier, a roaring fire was started in the fireplace of the living room. There, everybody gathered in the warm light of the fire. Scott, Logan, and Sarah caught the rest of the Thanksgiving football game while Jean and Ororo simply chatted and laughed as they reflected over the eventful week while giving their bodies time to digest their dinner.

Then, after the football game was over, Scott and Logan broke out their guitars and began playing a few songs in the light of the glowing fire. Jean had to admit, they were both pretty skilled with some of the songs they played and they had quite a list of songs to choose from. They played classics from groups like the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, Johnny Cash, and the Eagles while also doing more contemporary music that Jean listened too like Metallica, Linkin Park, and Maroon 5. And they didn’t always sing the lyrics…Sometimes, Sarah or Ororo would sing a few songs, showing off their voice talents as the hours of the night ticked by. They tried to get Jean to sing, but she was a bit too shy and simply listened on despite their constant encouragement.

Some songs triggered more emotional moments as Logan played a song he wrote himself the day Sarah was born, one that earned him a tearful hug from his fully grown little girl that Jean couldn’t help but find so sweet. Scott also played a song he wrote for the family he lost on that fateful day back in Alaska…A song for which Jean snuggled closer to him as he played and everybody listened. There were also more happier songs that they played, including a song which Ororo and Logan actually got up and danced to while Scott played it and Sarah sung it because it was the song they danced to at their wedding.

Such displays of familial bond gave Jean a warm feeling in her heart because it helped her see just how strong and beautiful family could truly be. And after growing up in such a strained household, being in a place like this really helped to bring joy to her soul…Feeling so lucky that she got to be a part of something so wonderful. They treated her as if she truly was family and more than just some guest. She was the woman in Scott’s life and they to them…That was pretty much all they needed in order to let her into their unique world of simplicity and bliss.

As the hours ticked by and drew later and later into the night, the Howlett family was beginning to feel the fatigue over such a wonderful holiday finally set in. However, Scott and Jean showed no signs of wanting to go to bed just yet as they remained close to the still roaring fire huddled close together with a guitar still in Scott’s hands.

“Well…It’s gettin’ late you two,” said Logan as he got up from the couch and stretched while Ororo nudged Sarah, who had nodded off in the chair, “You gonna turn in?”

Scott just continued to strum his guitar as he and Jean rocked back and forth together in the warm heat of the fire. Both he and Jean were still wide awake, enjoying this tender feeling together in the late hours of the night and he wanted to relish it for as long as possible…Knowing that it wouldn’t be long now before they would have to go back to the Xavier Academy and return to the stressful lives of being college students.

“Nah…We’re going to stay up a little while longer,” said Scott as he looked back over at the smiling redhead leaning against him.

“Well don’t stay up too late you two,” smiled Ororo as she managed to wake Sarah up despite her knack for being a heavy sleeper.

“Don’t worry mom…You know me,” said Scott as he smiled back and watched her help Sarah groggily make her way back to her room.

“We’ll see you two in the morning then,” said Logan as he followed his wife back down hall towards their bedroom, “Goodnight…”

“Goodnight dad…” he said as he once again turned his focus back to Jean.

“Goodnight Logan…Goodnight Ororo…Goodnight Sarah…And thanks again,” said Jean gratefully, knowing this was truly the best Thanksgiving she ever could have hoped for.

As Scott and Jean once found themselves alone again, Scott gently stoked the fire to keep it going. The warm glow of the flame along with that of a few candles was the only light throughout the living room. It gave off a sexy, romantic feeling to both youths as they continued to huddle close to one another while Scott continued to play a soft melody on his guitar.

“This has been such a wonderful Thanksgiving, Scott,” said Jean softly as she looked back up at her smiling boyfriend and gently ran her hands along the smooth, freshly shaven skin of his face, “It’s been better than any holiday I’ve ever had…”

“I’m glad you came…” said Scott as he stopped playing briefly and snaked his arm around his girlfriend’s waist, admiring the beautiful glow of her face in the dim, orange light of the fire, “I don’t think it would have been this great without you.”

“I’m glad too…” said Jean as their faces were now within very close proximity to one another as they remained locked in one another’s eyes, “You have such a wonderful family Scott. Your parents…Your sister…They’ve all been so wonderful to me…And you too…You’ve been so great to me all this time as well and I just…I can’t thank you enough for being such a wonderful man to me.”

“Well it’s the least I could do for the woman that gave me so much after coming out of such a trying ordeal…” he said softly as they both soon found themselves in a passionate embrace.

While the soft light from the fire sensuously illuminating their faces to one another in a light that could only be described as deeply intimate…Both Scott and Jean met in a passionate kiss. It was a warm, comforting, joyous kiss…One that captivated everything they had experienced in this momentous holiday together. It sent both their heart rates soaring to new heights as the heat from the fire and each other’s bodies gave off an aura all it’s own.

After spending time here with Scott’s family, many things had come into perspective for Jean Grey. For the first time…She actually admitted to herself that she could be falling in love with this man who was now holding her in a way only he could in his strong, protective arms. Scott had done time same…Letting go of his stubborn denial and accepting that this woman had truly captivated his heart and left him head over heels in love with her. However, for Scott Summers and Jean Grey…It was easier to admit such things to themselves and much more difficult finding the strength to let one another know how they felt. What they had now was so amazing and wonderful…And telling each other how they felt could put it at risk because both of them had such tainted views on love due to their past relationships with others. They wanted to say something…But they didn’t have the strength or the drive to do so as they simply relished this wondrous moment, focusing on making this holiday truly complete.

Finally, after their long, passionate kiss finally ended, their lips parted and Scott and Jean once again snuggled close to one another. They lost themselves in one another’s eyes again as they soaked up the warmth and comfort that only they could offer each other. It was such a wonderful setting…Sitting so close to one another while enjoying a roaring fire accentuated by candles. For an untold amount of time, they simply sat together in a comfortable silence, simply enjoying the feeling of the romantic moment between. Then, as they remained close to one another, Scott found himself playing the same tune he had been strumming earlier on his guitar.

“What’s that you’re playing?” she finally asked.

“Just…Something that’s been stuck in my head for a while now,” said Scott as he kept strumming the catchy chords, “It’s a song I’ve been thinking a lot about since you and I got here…”

“Mmm…It’s nice,” said Jean as she heard him play the tune more coherently and smoothly, “Does it have lyrics?”

“Well…Yeah, it does, but…”

“Can I hear it?” said Jean, not letting him finish as she once again looked into his deep blue eyes with a look that pretty much froze Scott’s mind while making his heart rate nearly double.

Knowing he could never hope to muster the strength to say no to that face, Scott simply smiled back at her and gave her a light kiss on the forehead as he prepared to play the song in its entirety.

“Sure…If that’s what you want,” he said as Jean simply leaned against him and listened to him sing in a beautiful, hypnotic voice.

Oh thinkin' about all our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free

Now nothin' can take you away from me
We've been down that road before
But that's over now
You keep me comin' back for more

Baby you're all that I want
When you're lyin' here in my arms
I'm findin' it hard to believe
We're in heaven

And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven

Oh once in your life you find someone
Who will turn your world around
Bring you up when you're feelin' down

Ya nothin' could change what you mean to me
Oh there's lots that I could say
But just hold me now
Cause our love will light the way

Baby you're all that I want
When you're lyin' here in my arms
I'm findin' it hard to believe
We're in heaven

And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven

I've been waitin' for so long
For somethin' to arrive
For love to come along

Now our dreams are comin' true
Through the good times and the bad
Ya I'll be standin' there by you

And baby you're all that I want
When you're lyin' here in my arms
I'm findin' it hard to believe
We're in heaven

And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven…heaven

After the song ended, their eyes once again became locked in a deep gaze as the beautiful lyrics still hung strong in both their minds. The song said many things and brought forth many emotions within two young lovers. Much of what it spoke of were things neither of them had the ability to say verbally to one another because of their own insecurities…But so much more could be said between them without words in the end as Scott set the guitar aside and enraptured the beautiful young woman sitting before him in his arms.

“Jean…” he said in a deep tone, wanting to say more, but not knowing how.

“Scott…” she said at a loss for words as her hands were now encircled around his neck as she now straddled his waist with her strong legs.

They had both found answers since coming here together and spending this special holiday together…But in each other’s presence, it was so hard to admit something that could change their relationship so profoundly. It could change it for the better…Or it could change it for the worse. Neither of them knew, but they still wanted to hang onto the special connection that they had now…Enraptured in each other’s arms, feeling the warmth of the fire heat the air around them and igniting an intense desire within them.

Slowly, their faces drew closer as they held each other closer, feeling the sexy, romantic aura of the moment they now found themselves in. It was clear that they both had something to say…But it just wasn’t time for them…For it was still too soon. Despite this, they let actions speak louder than words as they so often did as their lips met in another passionate kiss.

This time, the kiss was more heated and full of longing, desire, and tenderness. It quickly evolved as they opened their mouths and let their tongues wrestle with one another while letting their hands roam around each other’s bodies, feeling the growing heat within them. It had been a while since they had sex…Well, by their standards at least. They hadn’t done it since before they left and there had been a few moments while they were here where things got heated and they had to push away. However, such pent up desire and lust for one another had only built up within them and now, it had boiled over in a fit of passion that quickly consumed the two young lovers as soft moans of contentment began to echo from the both of them.

“Mmm…Scott,” moaned Jean as she caressed the strong, sexy muscles of his upper body with her hands while keeping his body in a tight rapture with her legs, “Let’s do it…Right here…Down by the fire.”

“Down by the fire…Jean…You’re so…Wow…” said Scott in a gasp, truly at a loss for words as he ran his hands up her sexy curves, finding her breasts with his hands as he started to rub them through her shirt.

They both continued to moan as the kissing and passion became more heated and their bodies demanded the pleasure they so craved from one another. It was a wonderful, romantic feeling for the both of them…One which they truly relished in as they started to remove their clothes. Scott’s shirt was the first to go, allowing Jean to soak up the full warmth and majesty of his well built muscles and hot skin, further increasing her desire deep within her. She traced her lips around his muscular chest, relishing the scent caused by the slight perspiration that the heat from the fire had evoked within him.

While Jean quickly became drunk of erotic lust, Scott managed remove her halter top. It gave him a more unabated feeling as he touched her exposed skin, which was also beginning to perspire from the heat of the fire. It brought out the well toned appearance of her body, further sending Scott into a state of great desire as he began tracing kisses from her face down her neck and towards her sexy cleavage, which was still contained within her sexy black bra that seemed to go so well with the dim blow of the candles and the fire.

Moans of desire soon engulfed the both of them as Jean continued kissing and rubbing the sexy muscles of Scott’s upper body while he continued to kiss and tease her neck and cleavage while reaching behind her in an effort to undo her bra. Having done this many times before in a multitude of scenarios, it didn’t take long for Scott to undo the clasp holding the garment together. Usually, one of them would simply rip it off and toss it to the side in the heat of the moment…But this time, Jean removed it in a slow, erotic motion…As if she was stripping for him. It only served to heighten his arousal as she slowly removed her bra with a sultry look on her face, exposing to him her large, perfectly shaped breasts to him in the dim light of the room.

This enticement from Jean only made the tight feeling of his throbbing erection in his pants grow more intense as he quickly took the beautiful orbs of flesh in his hands and began to touch and massage them in a slow, yet firm manner that he knew she loved so much. This caused Jean to moan louder, for only his hands to move like this…Only his hands could bring such joy to foreplay. When he gently teased her nipples with his fingers, it triggered an even greater gasp from her, causing them to be as hard as pebbles as she stepped up her passionate touching of his sexy upper body.

They were once again kissing deeply as they each of them now had their upper body completely exposed. A small glow of perspiration from both the fire and the intense touching and arousal was now apparent all over their bodies. Scott’s hands were still on Jean’s breasts and Jean was slowly working her hands from his well built chest down past his ripped abs and towards the large bulge that had formed in his pants. She let up on her vice grip with her legs, adjusting herself so that she could work the fly of his pants. It was hard to coordinate with his hands still on her breasts, but she had done it many times before and began working to do it again.

Upon being free from Jean’s powerful legs, Scott got up on his knees, allowing Jean to undo the fly of his pants while he continued touching and caressing her upper body. Even with the bulge in the way, Jean managed to free the throbbing erection from his pants, exposing to her his great arousal and adding to the moist feeling that was growing in her pussy. Taking the hard member in her hand, she gave it a few strokes, evoking a deep moan from Scott as he worked to remove the rest of his jeans in all their entirety, leaving him completely naked and exposed to Jean.

With his pants gone, Jean began to more aggressively stroke his hard penis in her hand as Scott began touching her breasts once again, this time with more intensity and yearning as he captured her lips with his as they both moaned into each other’s mouths. Jean’s hand was still touching his stiff cock, but she soon found herself leaning back onto the carpeted floor, allowing Scott to lay her flat on her back as his hands went from her breasts down past her stomach and hips and to the fly of her tight fitting blue jeans.

The wetness in Jean’s private area was growing more intense as she felt the warmth of Scott’s hands in conjunction with the warmth of the fire and the romantic environment add to the overall aura of the moment. She closed her eyes and let out a light gasp as she felt him kiss along her navel as he began to undo the fly on her pants. Then, with a hand on each side of her hips, he gave her tight jeans a tug, slowly and sensually pulling them down her sexy legs along with her panties, exposing her completely in all her naked glory.

As he slipped the last of her clothing off, Scott took in the beautiful sight before him. Her whole body was glowing in the sexy, dim light of the roaring fire…Illuminating her skin in a way that seemed nothing short of angelic to him. Her fiery red hair and the glowing flames from the fireplace were a seemingly divine complement to one another…And along with the subtle glow of perspiration forming on the both of them, they could safely say the had never been this aroused.

With his imposing, muscular body looming over her, Jean spread her legs slightly, showing just how wet she was as her juices of arousal dripped from her pussy. This prompted Scott to gently rub and caress her private area, stroking and teasing the wet flesh both outside and inside her pussy, feeling the wet heat of her arousal and running his fingers along the plush patch of pubic hair.

“Oh God…” gasped Jean as she felt him slip a finger inside her wet domain, “Oh…Scott.”

Jean found herself rubbing and teasing her breasts as Scott worked his magic with his talented hands as he leaned in and gave her a deep kiss on the lips. The intensity of their desire kept growing as their sweat began to mix as they relished in the heat of one another’s bodies. Then, Scott finally removed his fingers from her pussy and began trailing his kiss down her body. Jean knew what he was up to, for she knew the signs. Her body quivered in anticipation as she felt an even greater shot of wetness overtake her naked body as she felt his lips trail down her well toned abs down towards her pussy.

Eagerly, she spread her legs in anticipation as she felt a deep hunger for the pleasure she knew only Scott was capable of providing her. Yet this hunger extended beyond simply what he was doing with his mouth at the moment…It went a bit further as Jean began to maneuver her body in another way that caught Scott by surprise. In a swift, eager motion, Jean guided Scott’s body around so that she was face to face with his rock hard dick while he was still face to face with her wet vagina. This was a position they had done before…But not often. However, this sexy moment with the candles and the roaring fire seemed to trigger the desire for more passion and excitement as the two youths soon found themselves consumed by their lust and desire as they began to simultaneously orally please one another.

With his hands still working their skill around her wet opening, Scott gently parted and spread the outer lips of her pussy as he plunged his tongue into her. At the same time, Jean eagerly took the base of his erect penis in both hands and swiftly guided it to her mouth, taking the long, hard organ in as deep as it would go. They both let out deep moans in near unison as Scott teased and licked her clit while Jean rhythmically sucked his cock, licking and teasing him with each motion up and down his member. They kept doing this for quite a while in a seemingly reciprocating fashion…Causing each one of them to tease, lick, and suck with more intensity the more they pleasured one another. The wonderful circle of pleasure flowed through them both in an intense stream that drew them both closer and closer to orgasm with each subtle motion.

Their moans began to get louder as the intensifying pleasure began to overtake them both as the rush of an orgasm was coming on strong for the both of them. They both gasped for air as they continued to orally tease one another, driving them closer and closer as they felt their respective climaxes coming strong, indicating to each other through their intensifying moans. Jean sucked and licked his dick faster and faster while Scott licked and teased the sensitive wet flesh of her vagina with increasing ferocity, feeling completely inebriated by the intoxicating smell and feel of such an act. They were both getting closer…They could feel it as the waves of pleasure began to overtake them and their bodies began to react as sensations of ecstasy overtook their bodies. Then finally…They both climaxed at nearly the exact moment.

Jean felt the intense blast of his semen fill her mouth while her body succumbed to a powerful release, coating Scott in her sweet feminine juices as they both let out a loud moan that was luckily contained from being an all out scream.

Upon removing his still stiff cock from her mouth and swallowing the last drip of his cum, Scott also maneuvered his face away from her pussy, still relishing in the sweet taste of her warm juices. They took a brief moment to catch their breath, absorbing the warm feeling of fulfillment. Jean stayed flat on her back, not having the strength to get up, but Scott managed to work his body back around so that he was face to face with her again as they laid on their sides, simply lost in one another’s gaze, touching and caressing each other’s face with a look of joy and bliss.

“Quite a way to end a holiday, isn’t it?” said Scott with a smile as he ran his hand down the side of her face and along the smooth contours of her sexy naked body.

“Yes…It most certainly is…” said Jean as she smiled back at him warmly, tracing patters along the sinewy muscles of his sweaty body.

“And to think…We still got some time left before all is said and done…” he said in a deep, sexy tone.

“Then I suggest we take advantage of every last moment we can…” she said as she drew her face closer to his as they met in another deep kiss.

Once again, they found themselves consumed with their yearning desire as Scott found himself on top her sexy, naked body…Staring deeply into her beautiful green eyes that seemed to radiate in the warm light of the fire. He once again found himself getting rock hard at the feeling of her sweaty skin against his as he felt her warm hands run all along his well developed muscles. They exchanged soft, eager kisses as Scott ran his hands down the curves of her sexy body and eagerly spread her legs, allowing him to position himself for full entry.

Her pussy was still very wet from the effects of his earlier oral teasing, so it would be easier for him to enter her with the most amount of pleasure and enjoyment for the both of them. Slowly, he guided his hard penis towards her wet vagina…Softly rubbing against the entrance at first, causing Jean to gasp in anticipation as her legs quivered from the feeling of slow, blissful penetration. He went slower than usual this time…Wanting to soak up as much of the moment as possible, hitting and pleasuring every nerve along the way. Jean let out a long, steady moan as her body experienced the sweet feeling of fulfillment as his hard penis went deeper and deeper into her pussy until it was pressing as far as her cervix and penetrating into her womb.

As soon as he was completely inside her, Jean enraptured her lover in a tight vice grip with her legs and her arms and pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss. As their bodies began to move together in a sweet, sexual rhythm, the kissing and frenzied touching grew more energetic and intense as breaths turned to gasps and feelings of pleasure consumed the both of them. Scott was working his body in a powerful rhythm of strong thrusts, sliding his cock in and out of her wet pussy with increasing fervor, relishing in every sweet sensation it brought.

Soon, they developed a powerful rhythm as Jean began to complement his intense thrusts with the powerful motions of her own body…Working to make sure that each motion was as pleasurable as possible. Their lips and tongued wrestled with one another as the passion of their sexual movements became more intense with each thrust. The sound of skin rubbing on skin along with their deep moans of euphoria filled the room along with the cracking of the fire as their gasps became more desperate with each powerful hump. At times, they worked to alternate the pace of each thrust so that their passionate session of intimacy could be drawn out as long as possible, relishing in the sweet, mind-numbing pleasure that only their sex could bring.

The gentle rubbing of hands against sweaty flesh along with their passionate kissing began to get more intense as they finally felt their bodies nearing their climax. It was building and building…Supplemented by the romantic setting of this special little moment between the two lovers as they neared their respective orgasms, feeling it come on in an intense way they had not yet felt before. The warm heat of the fire was feeding their sexual energy as their gasps became more louder and the thrusts became stronger and more desperate.

“Oh Scott…Scott…” Jean gasped, moving her body rhythmically along with his as she felt her tight pussy began to clamp down on his hard dick, “I’m…Cumming.”

“Jean…Almost…There!” grunted Scott in response as he firmly gripped his hips and delivered one last powerful thrust, shoving his dick into her pussy as far as it would go as he climaxed inside her.

Scott’s semen filled her pussy as they both let out deep moans of ecstasy. Jean felt her body throbbing in sexual delight as she began panting in an effort to catch her breath as she kept her legs wrapped around his torso, relishing in the still hot feeling of his penis deep inside her vagina. They took a moment to gaze into one another’s eyes, taking in the warm smiles and look of pure contentment on their faces. Jean ran her hand through his sweaty hair as he adoringly caressed her cheek.

There was so much they both wanted to say…But it all came down to three simple words that they both were crying out inside their minds…Yet could not bring themselves to say. They easily lost themselves in their deep, passionate gaze as they absorbed this wondrous feeling of being together in a setting like this…Having sex in the warm glow of a fire in a candlelit room. It was so perfect…So amazing that they could celebrate a holiday like this together.

After an untold amount of time, the met in another kiss as Jean took the initiative and rolled Scott onto his back so that now she was on top, straddling his pelvis with her sexy legs. They were still connected and the passion between them was still burning strong along with the fire in the fireplace as their lips parted and Jean sat upright with Scott’s cock still in her pussy. She began running her hands along his sweaty, sexy muscles as she started gyrating her hips in a rhythm, riding his dick once again into a world of sexual pleasure.

Scott watched as Jean moaned in ecstasy as her body practically danced atop him as she maneuvered her body up and down his stiff cock, sending waves of pleasure through the both of them. The sight of Jean’s sexy, sweaty body moving in a true display of beauty and delight prompted Scott to supplement each movement of her body with an upwards thrust of his own. Her breasts bounced with each movement and he was inclined to touch and massage them as she let out louder and louder moans with each movement of her hips.

As she felt his hands on her breasts, she rode his cock with increasing fervor, feeling his hard member thrash and delight every nerve in her pussy. She rode him out as long as she could…Moaning in joyous delight as they continued to drag out the inevitable buildup for as long as she could muster.

After a good long while of riding his cock and pumping her insides, the two young lovers once again found themselves near another orgasm. It was a true test of their stamina, but such desire and longing caused them to pretty much set aside their limits as desperate pants filled the room and each thrust became more intense as Jean took Scott’s hands which were still on her breasts and held them tight as her vagina began to contract once again and started milking him for all his worth.

“Oh Scott…Oh yes!” she moaned as she arched her back and felt her earth shattering release as Scott once again filled her vagina with his cum.

Scott could only manage a loud moan as he shot his load into her once again and she collapsed atop him, bringing him into another deep kiss.

The rest of the hours of Thanksgiving Day ticked by as the intensity of the roaring fire began to dim. Scott and Jean kept having sex for as long as they could muster in the warm heat of the open fire. They rolled around on the floor, the sweat of their bodies mixing in a state of pure sexual bliss. They worked their way into numerous positions with Jean on her hands and knees to them both in an upright sitting position held together by the sheer force of their embrace. But eventually…As the hour of midnight finally fell upon them, their bodies began to give out after a truly memorable session of intimacy they wouldn’t soon forget.

With one more powerful thrust, Scott Summers and Jean Grey attained one last powerful orgasm as their sweat drenched bodies collapsed beside one another and met in one last soft kiss.

“Scott…This has truly been…A wonderful week,” said Jean, clearly out of breath as she once again found herself lost in a passionate daze with this man that had captured her heart.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it…” said Scott as his hand caressed the side of her beautiful face, “I can safely say…This has been the best Thanksgiving ever for me…”

“Yeah…Me too,” said Jean with a warm smile as she enveloped him in her arms once again.

Scott couldn’t help but smile back as he gave her one last kiss on the forehead and lifted her tired body up in his strong arms and laid her on the couch along with him, wrapping their sweaty naked bodies up in a soft blanket. They both stayed awake for a bit longer, simply snuggling up against one another’s naked forms. The fire was getting dimmer by the second and most of the candles were already out. It marked the end to a truly memorable holiday…One for which neither Scott nor Jean would soon forget. And as Jean snuggled up to her boyfriend’s warm embrace, listening to his beating heart and his soft breathing, she gave him one last smile and kissed him softly on the lips.

“Happy Thanksgiving Scott…And thanks for making it so memorable.”

“Happy Thanksgiving to you too Jean…I’m sure this is one that neither of us is ever going to forget…”

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Logan and Ororo had already changed into their sleeping clothes as they got ready to get some much needed rest after such a long, eventful day. Ororo wore her usual elegant light blue nightgown and Logan wore a simple pair of sweatpants. It had been a truly wonderful Thanksgiving for them, having both their children back. It had been too long since they all had a chance to spend a nice holiday together as a family. With Scott spending over two years in Iraq and Sarah constantly working at her new job, it made the house feel somewhat empty for the couple that had spent more than two decades living in. It had been truly nerve racking for them when Scott was in that war…One that left him wounded with a scar on his torso that would forever remind him of what he did for his country…But they couldn’t have been more proud of him and Sarah for having grown into such wonderful young adults.

And in addition, meeting Jean Grey had also been quite a nice experience for them…And if what they had ascertained about her during her visit here was any indication, they were both certain that she would continue to play quite a role in Scott’s life. The thought of their youngest son whom they had eagerly adopted when he was a traumatized, ten year old body being in a truly serious relationship with such a wonderful woman brought smiles to their faces…Even if it did make them feel a little old at heart.

“Boy this sure was one hell of a Thanksgiving…” said Logan as he laid back on his side of the bed while Ororo undid the ponytail of her air and let it flow freely.

“That it most certainly was,” said Ororo in agreement as she sat on the bed and snuggled close to her husband, “Having both the kids back was truly a blessing.”

“Yeah…And boy have they grown,” mused Logan, all the sudden feeling as though his age was catching up to him, “I mean…Sarah’s got a great new career that she loves to death and Scottie’s back from fighting in a war that almost killed him and now he’s on his way to getting a first rate education at a great school.”

“And don’t forget Jean…” said Ororo as she felt Logan start to stroke her long white hair as he so often did over the many years they had been together, “He really seems to be serious about this girl…And she seems to be really serious about him as well.”

“Yeah…Like that was real hard to see,” said Logan with a brief chuckle, “I was talking to Scott about it earlier…And he thinks she’s the one.”

“Really?” said Ororo, looking all the more intrigued, “That’s good to hear…Because Jean says she’s thinks he’s the one too.”

The old couple simply looked back at one another, feeling almost humored by such a familiar predicament. Their son was in a situation they had been in many years before with a girl they had come to know quite well and grow somewhat attached to. Jean had a truly unique and interesting personality…One that seemed so much different than that of the other girls Scott had brought home. Seeing them together during their time here, watching them share romantic moments with one another…It was clear that there truly was something deep between them…Something even they couldn’t see both as parents and as long time lovers.

“Do you know if they’ve told each other yet?” asked Logan curiously.

Ororo simply shook her head in a somewhat disheartened tone, “No…You know how Scott is. And apparently…Jean’s the same way. They’re both rather stubborn and quite oblivious to both themselves and each other.”

“Yeah…Sounds like Scott alright,” said Logan with a snicker, “And I wouldn’t doubt that with Jean. But I think they really need to tell each other. I think those two really deserve on another and can really be happy together if they just opened up and admit to what they make painfully obvious to pretty much everybody who sees them.”

“Oh I agree,” said Ororo with a smile, “But it’s best if they realize that on their own terms. Love is a complicated matter…Especially at their age and given their romantic history. But I can tell that what they have is very strong…I just hope they can come to see that for themselves.”

“So do I Ro,” he said to his wife as they now lay side by side, snuggled close to one another, “Seein’ em like this almost reminds me of how we were back in the day when we were their age…Young, wild, care-free.”

“Kind of makes you feel old…Doesn’t it?” mused Ororo, truly feeling like an old woman now with both her children being so grown up now.

“Nah…You know me darlin’…Age is just a number and it doesn’t mean shit to me,” said Logan with a grin, causing the beautiful African woman by his side to laugh and smile in the way that always warmed his heart.

“Yes…I know,” said Ororo with a warm smile, not feeling so old now thanks to the words of her always rambunctious husband, “Over 25 years of marriage and you still act like a teenager at times…”

“And since when have you know either of us to act our age?” quipped Logan with a wide grin on his burly face.

“That…I’d have to think about,” she said as they both let out a laugh.

Ororo and James Logan Howlett simply laid together in silence, simply relishing in capping off another day of their long marriage that they both had come to treasure so much now. They had more than they ever dreamed possible…A home, children they were so proud of, and a true and powerful love that stayed with them, growing stronger and more profound with each passing year.

“I hope Scott and Jean realize their love eventually,” said Ororo as thoughts of her own love life caused her to think about that of her son, “They’re so close…And their connection is so strong…I just wish they’d let themselves see that and realize just how precious what they have truly is.”

“They will…” assured Logan, knowing his son well enough to understand that he may have been stubborn, but he was certainly not stupid, “I know they will in time. You and I both know that real love can’t be rushed. We’ve been in their shoes before and we know just how tough it can be.”

“That we most certainly do,” said Ororo with a warm smile as she snuggled in closer to the warm body of her soul mate, “It took us a while to see it for ourselves…But eventually, we found each other…”

“And since then…We’ve been married for over 25 years…” said Logan as his hands began to trace patterns down the smooth skin of her face that seemed to defy time, “You’re my lover…My wife…And the mother to my kids…I really am the luckiest guy on the face of the Earth…Who else can say they married a goddess?”

Logan’s gentle touching soon turned to deep, passionate kisses as his words heightened their powerful emotions. Ororo quickly sunk into his embrace, warmed and overjoyed by his beautiful words. This man whom she had chosen to spend the rest of her life with had given her so much happiness…He truly brightened her life in a way nobody else could. From their innocent, care-free days of flirting to their over 25 years of marriage, their love always remained strong and true through both good times and bad.

As their kiss deepened, Ororo snuggled closer to his strong, burly body, using her soft, gentle hands to trace their way through the rough body hair that she loved so much. This began to stir Logan’s deep desire as he was quickly consumed by the touch and feel of his wife’s divine body, causing him to embrace and hold her closer as he found himself on top of her, desperately wanting to feel her naked skin against his.

“Logan…” moaned the African woman with a playful grin as she felt the weight of Logan’s body press against hers, trigging within her the primal desires she had always relished in, “If I didn’t know any better…I’d say you’re trying to seduce me.”

“How ever did you know darlin’?” grinned Logan in a husky tone as his hand found its way to her still covered breasts, evoking a deep moan from the beautiful white haired woman lying under him, further fueling his animal-like lust.

Kissing soon became more rigorous and passionate as the heat from their contact caused their strong sexual desire to grow as Logan eagerly caressed her body with his strong hands while Ororo enraptured him in her legs while sensuously rubbing and massaging his strong, burly muscles. Even after so many years of having sex and making love to one another, their knack for exciting and arousing each other seemed nothing short of uncanny. Despite his age, Logan still had his animalistic sex drive and Ororo still had a strong libido that relished in taming and enticing that animal in her own elegant way.

His rough body hair tickled and teased her mocha colored skin and she yearned to feel more of it as her hands began to increasing tease and entice her lover, causing him to nearly growl in a fit of brimming sexual desire. Such teasing became too much for the burly Canadian to bear as his hands worked their way down to her hips, grasping the hem of her nightgown and swiftly sliding it up over her head…Leaving her only in her panties.

The sight of her perfectly shaped breasts quickly drove Logan to take them into his mouth as he began to kiss and tease the orbs of flesh he had come to love and treasure so much. His powerful, aggressive motions caused Ororo to gasp in pleasure as she felt a growing wetness within her from her lover’s strong, sensual gestures. He knew after so many years just how to tease and arouse her in the way that drove her crazy with sexual yearning. The years of vibrant life had given Ororo’s body such a youthful aura, making her age seem almost irrelevant. It still drove Logan mad with lust and desire no matter how many times he experienced it. Only a woman like this could turn him into man so taken by love…Only a woman like this could trigger such powerful emotions within him time and time again over so many wonderful years.

As he continued to tease and lick her breasts, Ororo kept frantically running her hands over his strong, burly body, letting out deep moans of contentment as her body quivered in sexual excitement. Such motions only seemed to feed Logan’s hunger for her as his face moved downward from her breasts towards her lower anatomy. Feeling all the more eager to experience Logan’s powerful lust and love for her body, Ororo guided his hands to the side of her panties, helping him and sensually wiggling her hips as he slid them down her sexy legs, exposing her wet vagina to him in the process. Upon removing the soaked garment, he got a full view of her pussy…Taking in the sight of the slight patch of white pubic hair shimmering from her wet arousal.

In a swift, fervent motion, Logan buried his face in his wife’s pussy. Immediately, Ororo’s body arched and tensed in delight as she felt him thrash his tongue inside her, teasing and pleasing her clit and causing her to get wetter and wetter with each motion. She let out a loud moan of ecstasy, which Logan often equated to hearing the voice of an angel. He knew better than anybody else how she liked to be pleasured and it was a task which he relished in partaking in as her husband and lover.

The sexual beast within Logan began to stir the one that dwelled within Ororo as her moans got louder and more eager with sexual arousal. It was quickly becoming too much for Logan to bear, for the sound of her voice was inundating all his senses and sending his mind and body into overdrive. Finally, with one last sensual lick, Logan removed his face from her pussy and quickly disposed of his black sweatpants. His large dick was already rock hard from the sight of the naked woman lying before him who he always considered nothing less of a goddess. He may not have ever been a very religious man, but the sight and splendor that this enchanting woman who had given him her heart and soul never failed to remind him that there truly was a higher power in this world…And he was blessed to have married a wonderful part of it.

“Logan…” she gasped in a voice brimming with intense sexual yearning, “Come…I want you…So much…”

Logan simply flashed her a wolfish grin that he knew she found so alluring as he pressed his imposing body atop hers as perspiration quickly formed between them in the heat of the moment. He captured her lips in a deep, powerful kiss as she eagerly spread her legs and surrounded him with her strong embrace. As he slid his hard penis into her, he eagerly took both her breasts in his hands, making the beautiful African woman moan in ecstasy at the sweet, blissful feeling of penetration.

Their kissing and touching continued as the sweat from their bodies mixed and Logan began thrusting in and out of her wet pussy with his hard dick. Their pace quickly evolved into a frenzied rhythm that made the king size bed rock with each intense movement of their bodies. Throughout all the years they had been together, they had come to enjoy sex like this…Strong, hard, and passionate. Part of this style extended to their near animal-like passion and desire for sex, but most of it simply came from the deep emotions they triggered within one another.

Ororo arched and contorted her fit, sexy body as Logan drove himself into her hot depths again and again, working their way closer and closer to their approaching climax. They could both feel it coming on as moans and grunts of pleasure filled the air as the sweet smell and feel of sex overtook their bodies and minds. The roaming of their hands became more frenzied and aggressive as they panted and moaned together as the rush of an orgasm began to take hold over both of them.

Logan slowed the pace of his thrusts slightly, but made each one more intense as he could feel his wife’s pussy starting to contract over his dick, causing him to shoot his load deep into her while she let out a long, delighted moan as she felt her orgasm consume her.

When the orgasmic delight subsided, the married couple took a moment to catch their breath as they simply gazed into one another’s eyes, touching and caressing each other’s faces in a loving, caring sentiment. It was a look that had always lent comfort in over 25 years of marriage…And it was something neither of them ever tired of. Whether it was romance or raw, passionate sex…It was a sentiment that had bound their souls together in a way few others truly got a chance to experience.

No words were spoken as they smiled and kissed, absorbing and relishing the warm feeling of their sweaty skin touching and rubbing against one another. Soon, Logan’s desire returned to him as his hands began to trace patterns down her sweaty skin, teasing and enticing her curves as the familiar tingle in the beautiful African woman’s body stirred her arousal once again.

Switching positions, Logan used his strong arms to flip Ororo onto her hands and knees. This had always been one of their favorite positions, mainly because of their nearly animalistic approach when it came to sex. As he ran his hands along her sweaty naked body once again, Logan once again found himself hard and eager for more sex as he took a firm grip of her hips and guided his cock to her wet folds.

Upon feeling his swift reentry, Ororo once again began to moan in delight as he began to rock his body against hers, pounding and thrusting his hard dick into the wet folds of her pussy. Logan quickly put more energy into his thrusts, like the alpha male of one species finding the alpha female of another. The bed once again shook and rocked in the darkened room as Logan’s grip on his wife’s hips grew tighter as his thrusts grew more aggressive and passionate. He grunted and moaned at the feeling of her hot pussy around his dick. Noises of primal urging filled the room as he supplemented each thrust with a grunt while letting Ororo’s moans guide him into a world of sexual ecstasy.

A look of great delight feel upon Ororo’s face as she felt his rigorous thrusts drive her closer and closer to another orgasm. Each moan urged Logan to go faster and harder as he once again sensed her nearing her peak. The sound of his pelvis pounding against the sweaty skin of her ass was signaling the approach of pure sexual oblivion as a climax even more powerful than before began to overtake them in the hot, sexy moment of intimacy that these two soul mates were sharing.

“OH LOGAN!” yelled Ororo as she felt her pussy tense around his dick once again.

“Darlin…” gasped Logan as he shoved his cock in as hard as it would go, filling her depths with his semen as they both let their minds swim in a world of wondrous pleasure.

As midnight approached, Ororo and James Logan Howlett wore their bodies out with a passionate, frenzied, energetic session of sex that they had enjoyed so much even after over 25 years of marriage. They were two soul mates that enjoyed a deep, powerful love that had only grown stronger with time. They had wonderful lives, children they couldn’t be more proud of, and a bond that would unite their souls in sickness and in death…For richer or for poor…Till death did they part.

With one last pleasured gasp, the married couple collapsed onto the soft bed, finding themselves lying side by side as they had so many times before. They were both exhausted from expending so much energy as they often did with their lovemaking. Logan managed to cover their bodies with warm sheets as he felt his still naked wife snuggled up next to him with a beautiful smile on her face that he considered nothing short of divine.

“Even after over 25 years…Ya still bring out the animal in me darlin’,” said Logan with a grin as he held his wife close in his arms.

“Well somebody certainly has to tame that inner beast of a man…” said Ororo in a tired tone, “And it’s a job I never get tired of.”

Logan let out a light chuckle as he gave his wonderful wife another deep kiss, letting her know just how much he really loved her and how truly thankful he was to have a woman like her.

“I love ya Ro…Never forget that…Never question it…” he said deeply as he rested his tired head on the soft pillows beside her.

“I love you too Logan…My lover…My husband…My soul mate,” said Ororo as she too found herself drifting into a world of dreams after making love to the man she had chosen to spend the rest of her life with.

For Logan and Ororo, it had been a wonderful holiday. They got to see their kids again, they got to spend a nice family dinner together, and they got to meet a truly wonderful young woman that was quickly becoming a major part of their son’s life. Seeing such a powerful bond between those two only made the married couple remember how they had found love with each other all those years ago and how it had lasted all these wonderful years. And after having seen just how deep Scott and Jean’s feelings were for one another…Logan and Ororo hoped that one day they too would find the true love that was so clear for all to see and that they had enjoyed for so long now…And looked forward to sharing until the end of their days.

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AN: Well, there you have it! Holidays at the Howletts…Quite and eventful stay don’t you think? I hope all you Logan/Ororo fans are pleased with this. I really wanted them to play an important role in this story and having them like this has just been such a blast to write. Oh, and that song that I mentioned was Bryan Adam’s “Heaven.” I don’t own it so don’t sue. I just wanted to have a little something to add to the scene and the lyrics to that song seemed suited for the moment. However, don’t think this is over yet folks! Scott and Jean have admitted to themselves that they are in love, but not to each other. Stay tuned to see how this progresses along with plenty more steamy scenes! And don’t forget to REVEW with each chapter! Send them to me via email at slickboy444@aol.com or post them on the website! Either way is fine as long as you review! Thanks a lot for reading everybody and I wish you all the best!