Chapter 12

Jayne didn’t run into anyone in the ship, but made sure Wash and Zoë saw him head off to town. He drove for 10 minutes or so then stopped to light a cigar and kill some time, he figured 10 more minutes and then he could circle around and approach the barn from the other side. He thought about Maggie and wondered how long they could keep this a secret. He smiled at the thought of Maggie, she was something else. Married life might be OK, she’ll have her own rooms and he can just come visit when ever he wants. He couldn’t see any real draw backs yet. He knew mercenaries were not suppose to have families or anyone they cared about, but that rule had already been shot to hell by Kaylee and watching Zoë showed him you can still kick ass even if you do care about people. He tossed his cigar butt into the dirt and headed back to the ranch. Maggie stopped at the fire to say good night to Zoë and Wash, they were huddled in a blanket watching the fire die, then headed into the house to gather some blankets of her own. With the house as cover she headed to the barn, putting the bottle of whiskey on a trunk she headed to the row of unused stalls in the back. She forked in a layer of hay and laid the blanket out on top, tossed some pillows on top of that and went to put on the nightgown her mother had made for her all those years ago. Maggie wasn’t sure why she was so nervous, it’s not like this was their first time. Checking the barn door one last time, she sat on the ‘bed’ and brushed out her hair, after awhile she laid down and fell asleep. Jayne opened the barn door and pushed the mule in, closing the doors behind him he called out in a loud whisper for Maggie. Getting no response he headed towards a dim light at the other end. Coming to the last stall he saw her, his heart almost stopped, she was asleep on top the blankets facing him in a lacey white nightgown. He just stood there watching her while he slowly undressed, he decided he was going to relieve himself before he woke her, he planned on fucking her all night long and wanted to make it last. It didn’t take him long, he grabbed a towel and the bottle of whiskey and laid done next to her and leaned over and kissed her. She slowly woke up to return the kiss, smiling at him when they broke for air. “Where’d you get this?” he asked stroking her arm with his right hand and he leaned in to kiss her shoulder. “My mother gave it to me for my wedding night.” Maggie whispered, amazed at how he made her feel. He rolled her onto her back and crawled down between her knees, pushing the nightgown up to her waist, glad to see she wasn’t wearing any underwear. He wanted to taste her, they had all night and he wanted it all. Maggie wasn’t sure what he was doing, but she laid still and waited, closing her eyes as she felt him run his hands up her legs and spread them apart. She started moaning when he leaned in and kissed her mound and didn’t stop until he was buried in her and she was jerking and loving every second. When she climaxed she thought she would never stop, Jayne slowly worked his way up to her mouth and settled there, he was surprised at how much he liked to kiss her. Maggie was surprised at how much she enjoyed that, she wanted to return the favor, but was unsure as to what to do. She scooted down and took his nipples in her mouth, one at a time until he was moaning and moving under her. When she started to move down more he grabbed her arm and looked at her “Where you going?” “Wanted to taste you.” she stated, looking him in the eyes, half lidded with a lust he could understand. “You don’t have…” He gave up and enjoyed the sensation when she took his shaft in her hand and kissed the head. He knew he couldn’t come with her down there, but right now that didn’t seem important. She definitely didn’t know what she is doing, but nothing has every felt so good, that she would even consider this. Damn she feels good… strong hands too…. getting close….Jayne pulled her up to his chest and covered her hand with his… her mouth with his… roaring as he came all over the two of them. Maggie stood up on shaky legs and got a towel and a bowl of warm water, coming back to Jayne she started to clean him off. By the time she is done cleaning him and he was done cleaning her, they are both ready for more. Jayne knew he is only going to get one ride, he laid back down and pulled her down on top and started slowly rubbing her on him, he started to get hard again, and on one of the rubs he slipped inside her. He kept up the same rhythm for awhile, enjoying the ongoing pleasure, after what seemed to Maggie as forever Jayne moved her legs to the side and sat up. She could not believe that anything could of felt better, but this position did. With her arms around his neck for leverage and his arms around her waist for power, they rocked back and forth and when Jayne could wait no longer he laid back down and rolled over on top of her. “I want to Fu.. I want to make love to you until you can take no more.” Jayne looked into her eyes “It might hurt, you OK with that?” Jayne could barely get the words out, holding himself back, he wanted to pound into her until she screamed. “I trust you not to do more then I can handle.” Maggie has no idea what he has in mind, but right now she would do anything for him…… *** Jayne laid down, more spent then he has ever been, he took Maggie in his arms and just held her to himself, too exhausted to do any else. After she got her breath back she got a clean towel and fresh water and cleaned each of them off. She started to put her nightgown back on. “What do you think you’re doing?” Jayne asked, pulling her back down and tossing the nightgown aside “Not going to need this tonight.” He pulled her into a spooning position “You get cold, just tell me and I’ll warm you back up.” he growled into her ear. Maggie laid her head on his arm and he wrapped himself around her, all of her body is touching his, it doesn’t take long before they are both asleep. Jayne’s last thought to himself was “Mine.”