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The Artist And The Model Ch 13

The Artist And The Model Ch 13

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Aquila was naked and on her back in Dan's bed. Dan was lying on top of her; her breasts were crushed between them and her nipples nestled in the hair in his chest. She clasped him tightly in her arms, and hooked her heels behind his knees. His dick pumped in and out of her pussy, and she could feel her orgasm coming. It only wanted one thing.

"Come inside me, Dan," she said. "Make me pregnant. I want to have your child."

DING DONG! DING DONG!

The doorbell woke her from her dream. She was disoriented for a few moments, then remembered being in Dan's house last night. She had a headache, but her stomach was only slightly upset. She was on the couch, and a quick check showed her that she still was fully dressed apart from her shoes; her panties were damp but she had them on. She heard the door being opened, and voices.

"Hello Dan, is Anita ready?"

"Anita! LaShonda and her mom are here to take you on her birthday treat. Happy birthday, LaShonda."

Anita ran up and thrust a present into LaShonda's arms. "Happy birthday, LaShonda," she said. "And here's your birthday card. Daddy painted it."

"Hang onto it, it might be worth money some day," said Dan.

"Yeah, right," said Whitney. "Come along, girls. We still have to pick up Karen, Kylie and Lynn." And they went off.

Dan closed the door and looked over the divider.

"Oh, you're awake," he said. "You looked so peaceful sleeping there I didn't wake you. Anita and her friends are being taken to PokΓ©mon Park as a birthday treat for our neighbor LaShonda. If you want to have a shower, the bathroom is at the end there. There's a clean dressing gown hanging up. Pancakes and maple syrup OK for breakfast?"

A few minutes later Aquila appeared in the kitchen wearing only the dressing gown and with wet hair. A shower and a drink of water had made her feel a lot happier. She sat at the table where Dan indicated, as he poured coffee for her and himself. She watched him pouring pancake batter into a pan, then flipping the pancake and when it was done, sliding it onto the plate in front of her.

"How many pancakes?" he asked.

"Two, please."

Dan started to make another pancake while she ate the first one. As she had done before when he was drawing her, she watched his hands at the task, and the thought of them on her body filled her imagination.

"Eat," he said, putting the second pancake on her plate. "I had some earlier with Anita." He sat down opposite her, and took a sip of coffee.

"How are you this morning?" he asked.

"Fine. These are very good pancakes."

"I had to teach myself to cook after my wife got sick," he said. "I think can cook okay now. Simple things, anyway. Would you like some blueberries? I think I have some in the fridge."

"Yes, please."

She admired his tight waist and butt in his chinos as he bent to take the fruit out of the refrigerator. His t-shirt was a little too small and she could see an inch-wide gap between the hem and his belt. The sight of his bare skin excited her even more. He turned back and placed the container in front of her, then drank some more coffee.

They chatted pleasantly as she finished her breakfast. She deliberately allowed the dressing gown to fall open to expose most of her breasts. "Though he's seen me naked for hours," she thought. "Maybe it's not as stimulating as it might be."

She finished her breakfast and Dan stood up to take her plate. She stood up also, and their heads bumped together as they reached for it at the same time. They looked in each other's eyes, and laughed. Dan leaned forward to kiss her, and her tongue went into his mouth as the dressing gown fell completely open. He reached up to take a breast in his hand, and squeezed gently. She took his penis in her hand and rubbed it up and down. He knelt in front of her, then pressed his face to her bush. Her hair was damp, her labia were parted, and she smelled and tasted good. He licked her clitoris and she sighed happily. What she had dreamed of was going to happen. The thought filled her body with languorous pleasure. She held his head as he gripped a cheek of her ass in each hand, still licking and thrusting his tongue into her pussy.

"Yes, Dan," she said, "yes."

He stood up, picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, her arms around his neck. He set her sitting on the bed, and started to take his clothes off. She lay back and spread her legs. He knelt down, and started to kiss his way along her thigh.

"Never mind the foreplay, Dan, just make love to me now," she said "I want it more than I've ever wanted anything."

He put on a condom, and slowly pushed into her, then lay on her and started to move his hips. It was just as it had been in her dream, but now it was real. Her orgasm came so quickly it surprised her, and he came immediately after her. He rolled off her, and they lay together as the sweat cooled on their bodies.

"Oh Aquila, I've wanted to do that since the moment I set eyes on you," he said.

"Me too," she said.

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He snuggled up to her and put his head on her breast. She stroked his cheek with her fingers. They both luxuriated in the afterglow for a while.

"Tell me all about yourself," he said. "What happened with you and your husband?"

"Oh, that bastard," she said. "He was such a liar. He captivated me before we were married, and then just treated me as a domestic slave and money provider afterwards. I stayed with him for far too long."

"Did he beat you?"

"Oh, no, I wouldn't have stood for that. He smacked my ass once when we were making out, and I told him sharply not to do that again. To be fair to him, he never did. Towards the end we hardly ever had sex, and when we did I had to initiate it. The last straw was after I had finished posing for you; I came home early and caught him screwing my best friend Cass. I left him within the hour and haven't seen him since. My lawyer handled all the divorce details. He got the house. I couldn't be bothered fighting him. He couldn't meet the repayments and was evicted. I don't know where he is now or what he is doing, and I don't care."

"He cheated on you with Cass? You seemed to be on good terms with her yesterday."

"She came to beg my forgiveness, and I graciously granted it. Mike had treated her very badly after I left him."

"You have a very kind nature."

"You, too, I think. When you look at Anita, I can see the love shining in your eyes. And you gave me a ride home."

"You're not home yet."

"There's no rush."

She turned to him and rubbed her nipples through his chest hair. She reached down and fondled his penis, which quickly stood to attention, and she said, "Let's make love again. More slowly this time. Can I go on top?"

"Sure. I should use a fresh condom." he said.

"It's okay, I'm on the pill."

She bent down and pulled off the old condom, then licked his penis, not minding that it was sticky with his semen. She ran her tongue around the groove under the glans, then kissed all along its length.

"Someone told me once that Irish boys are not circumcised, but you were."

"I was brought up in Ireland, but I was born in the US.... Oh, that's nice. Do it again."

His dick was now at full extension, and she coated it with saliva, then gently pushed him onto his back, and prepared to mount him. She took his dick and rubbed it up and down her slit, bringing her body down slowly, until it went into her vagina. Then she put her hands on his chest and lowered herself until it was in all the way.

"You fit perfectly," she said. "Not too small, not too big, just right."

She bent over to kiss him, and then started to move slowly. She continued to ride him, alternating slow gentle movements with more vigorous fast ones, until her face and upper body started to turn pink and she bounced up and down faster and faster and she screamed, "Dan! Dan! Dan!" and collapsed on his chest.

"You didn't come," she said after she had returned to earth.

"All in good time," he said. "A gentleman always lets a lady come first. I liked watching you come. You seemed to be really enjoying it."

"Oh, I did, I did."

"You want to try doggy-style?"

"Sure," she said, and got on her hands and knees with her ass in the air.

He knelt behind her and pointed his dick at her pussy. She reached back between her legs and guided it in.

"Oh, that's nice," she said as he bottomed out. "Make love to me now, Dan. As hard as you like."

"Always ready to oblige," he said, as he started to rock back and forth. He reached around and held her breasts, pulling and squeezing them in time to his movements. After his earlier orgasm it was several minutes before he felt his balls welling up and said,

"I'm gonna come, Aquila," he panted.

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"Yes, Dan, come in my pussy. Fill me up. I want to feel your seed inside me."

"Wowowowowowowow," he whooped, as he came, and bent forward to kiss the back of her neck. She turned her head around as far as she could, and their lips met. Finally he let go, and flopped down beside her. She put her head on his chest and threw her arm across him.

"I could lie here with you forever," she said.

"Let's have a little rest and then have lunch," he suggested.

"Mmmmmm," she said, as he pulled the covers up over them.

When they woke an hour later they showered, dressed quickly, and then went to a nearby restaurant for salads.

"Well, what about us, then?" asked Aquila.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want this to be a one-time thing, or should we take it further?"

"I very much want to take it as far as we can. That's if you feel the same way. I think we got to know another well when you were posing for me, and I was, and still am, very attracted to you."

"I feel the same way. I slept around a lot after I dumped Mike. I was bitter against men and only used them for sex. I tried women too. But I'm over all that now, and I want a steady relationship. I feel I am ready for it now."

"You know my position, though. I'm a broke artist with a young daughter who takes up most of my time. Don't expect to be taken to fancy restaurants or $1,000 fundraisers. You must meet a lot of men in your line of work who're much richer than me."

"I've had enough of them. They're mostly egotistical and arrogant. Or they just want me for decoration, so they can say, "Look how successful I am. Big car, fancy clothes,"

"And the most beautiful woman in California," Dan completed the sentence.

"No, I want a man who is honest, hardworking, loving, and kind. And that's you."

"Thank you. I think you're kind, generous and loving, and that's what I want."

"Let's shake on it, then."

They shook hands solemnly, and then laughed.

"Now, do you think we should look in on the gallery to recover your car and see how much money I made last night, or go back to the house for a while?" said Dan.

"Let's go back to the house and seal our agreement."

===

After another bout of lovemaking, they went to the gallery. Mac had noticed Dan and Aquila going away together the previous night, and the sight of her in the same clothes confirmed his opinion.

"So you two clicked last night, despite being unprofessional?" he said.

They laughed embarrassedly and confessed it.

"Good for you. I've good news too. The divorce is going through, and Brittany and I are getting married. Save the date -- April 25th next."

"Congratulations," Dan said.

Mac confirmed that nearly all of the oils had been sold, and lots of the engravings. Clem Johnson had bought a complete set of the hand-colored engravings, and there was an order in for another set. Dan would have to spend the next ten days doing that.

After kissing one another tenderly, they each went to their car, and drove home. Dan arrived home just in time for Anita's return from PokΓ©mon Park.

Aquila went home to her small apartment, and looked around. It had once seemed cozy and safe; now it seemed cramped and lonely. She looked at her unmade bed, and thought of the men, and women, she had shared it with over the previous year. Twelve? Fifteen? She couldn't even remember them all. No matter. She had Dan now, and intended to keep him.

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