Yet, as this thought passed through her mind, she instinctively glanced down at his obvious manhood hidden within his clothing and a familiar warmth wafted through her body, an anticipatory tingle ran along her nerves.

Where did that come from? She thought in shocked disbelief.

"Honey... Have you really thought about this? About what you're asking me to do?" She asked in a shaky, near whisper.

"Yes, I have," he assured her, taking her hand in his once more.

In fact, Jason had spent a lot of time thinking about it . . . about the taboo his desires embodied. And he'd decided that he simply didn't care. He wanted...