As if that was all he needed to hear, he set about taking off her shirt and gently removing her shoes. He laid her back on the bed and worked on getting her pants off. Val used her hands to unbutton his shirt, working it down his shoulders until he let it fall off. She reached for the button on his jeans. Once she had that undone, she took a moment to stroke his erection. Val remembered making love with him as ordinary and comforting. That wasn’t what she wanted now, and she was going to push Jared to see if he could give her what she wanted.

She loved his body, hard and strong in all the right places, and he knew how to move. He sucked in a breath as she touched him. He finished pulling off her pants and shucked his off as well. As soon as they were both naked, he stroked her body. He took extra care to kiss her freckles and caress her curves. He kissed her stomach, and then he stroked her thighs until she parted them. He used his mouth on her nipples until she cried out in pleasure. He flicked his tongue against the pink buds until they were hard and at attention.

His fingers deftly stroked her heated core until she was more than wet. He used his fingers to plunge inside of her and to stroke her clit. Between the two, she was dripping in anticipation of him. She ran her hands down his back as he worked. The more he got her aroused, the harder she grabbed on to him. He knelt in between her legs, pausing for a moment as if in appreciation. She looked at him with her desire plain on her face.

He leaned over her and kissed her as he slowly slid into her hot sheath. Slowly, so slowly. She whimpered. It felt so good; she wanted more. She grabbed onto his arms as he pushed himself fully inside her. He began to move slowly, in and out. Small movements at first, then as he began to move more, sliding in and out longer.

Val began to shake her head. She wanted more. His calm strokes were good, but she wanted harder, faster. She cried out to Jared. “More. I want it harder.”

She knew Jared loved when she talked dirty to him, and he didn’t disappoint. He began to thrust harder. Val’s little cries grew into moans. She was moving in rhythm with him, pushing back against his cock. “Give it to me,” she shouted. “Harder.”

Jared gave a little smile. He pounded into her, going faster and harder until each thrust scooted them up the bed. As they moved, she got closer to the headboard until her head was touching it. She reached up and pounded the headboard with her hand.

“Oh, god Jared, just like that. Fuck me hard.” He gave her what she wanted. She saw him getting closer to the edge with her. She was pounding right back into him, their skin slapping together. Then she came. She screamed as a wave of delight washed over her and she orgasmed. Her sheath tightened on his cock, and he cried out. He emptied himself into her, and she moaned as she came down from her climax.

Jared lay gently on top of her, not putting his weight on her fully. She smiled up at him.

“That was different,” he said. “You used to be much tamer in bed.”

“Well, I thought about what you said about expressing what I wanted,” she said. “Today, I wanted to be fucked hard, so I decided to see if you really meant it.” She grinned.

“You better watch it with those words. More of that kind of talk and we’ll never get out of here for dinner.” He nipped her earlobe and kissed her neck.

“No, you better watch out,” she said as she rolled them both over until she was sitting on top of him. She moved her pelvis in little circles. “I’m already planning my next request. Are you going to be ready to do that one, too?” She grinned a naughty little smile.

“You have no idea,” he said. “I will get ready. Bring it on.”

She leaned down so her breasts brushed his chest. “How come we weren’t like this before?” she asked. “We were much more vanilla.”

“I wanted to do what you wanted. Baby, I am more than game. I don’t think you realize how adventurous I can be in the bedroom. Tell me where you want to go and I guarantee I’ll say ‘yes.’”

Her eyes lit up. “I may take that on as a personal challenge. But enough talking, you’ve got more work to do. Make me scream again.” She sat up and started moving her hips again.

Jared smiled. “My pleasure.”

After a second satisfying romp, Val heard her stomach growl. She realized they had forgotten to get dinner in the middle of their lovemaking. Smiling to herself and looking over at Jared, she felt at home. Home was more than just a place; it was a feeling. She had that feeling with him.

It took a roundabout way for her to get there, but she got there in the end. She had wanted excitement and daring in her life and sacrificed her relationship with Jared looking for it. It took her a couple of years and a birthday celebration to bring her to her senses and make her realize that no one could make her life exciting but her. She didn’t need to rely on someone else to be daring; she was that wild child all on her own.

Her fling with Adam taught her that it wasn’t just a wild time that she was looking for. Yet, she didn’t want the plain life she had fallen into either. She wanted both—excitement and calm, adventure and routine. She finally saw that balance. Jared treasured her just as she was and was willing to be her partner in crime for her adventures. She could have it all, and she was happy to realize that, finally, she was just where she wanted to be.