Take A Chance On Me

Take A Chance On Me

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"Burn baby burn!" Jace hooted and high-fived his friends before sweeping up Nellie to carry her on his shoulders as they watched the buildings burn brightly one last time before finally leaving and going home.

"We should Celebrate!" Nellie suggested gleefully as she rode Jace's shoulder.

"A Party!" Nikki squealed with joy as she clung to Kenny's arm. "YEAH!!" It had been a really long time since they had been able to enjoy a real party.

A warm glow spread among all of them as they saw the couple smile brightly without the ever present haunted look in their eyes.

Sean held Lacey close to him as she shook her head to scatter the horrible images she had just seen. She leaned into Sean, grateful that he was there for her.

Next to them Laura and Patrick held hands as they walked ahead of the rest. Their short inclusion in the group had definitely left an impression on the young couple, who now looked hopefully ahead and made plans for their future.

"Thanks," Faith whispered into Mason's ear as she clung tightly to his arm, almost as if she was afraid he would leave.

"Just, doing the right thing." Mason said as he wrapped his arm around her waist and held her close.

"It was everything," Faith added as she kissed him.

Zack, Alice, Peter, Sara, and Demi brought up the rear. It seemed incredible that it was finally over. For years they had struggled to hunt down this monstrous killer. Too many times they felt like they had almost caught it only to lose it again. Too many times they questioned if their crusade was worth it. They almost quit a few times but fought through to get to this point.

"It's... over," Peter sighed, and it seemed that the weight he was carrying was finally gone.

"Yea, finally," Zack agreed with him, as he also felt the tension drain away.

"They got the right idea," Sara said, looking over at the others. "It's time to celebrate."

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Later that night, back at the rented house, the party is in full swing. The music beating in the living room is a vibrant, energetic rhythm full of life as everyone dances. Their zest for life is clear and unabashed as their bodies press against each other, hands gently caressing their lovers, and their lips eagerly tasting each other.

Here Zack grinds his erection against Alice's barely covered ass, each sway and swing threatening to lift her mini-skirt over her butt-cheeks. Near the doorway, Jace has Nellie pinned to the wall in a fiery kiss, her legs wrapped around his waist as he holds her up. Sean and Lacey also kiss as they dance closely, with her arms around his neck while his arms tightly circle her waist to keep her close. They barely sway their hips to the music. Next to them, Peter danced with Sara and Demi, their hips grinding against each other, and their three bodies rocked and turned around each other. Over on the couch, Laura sits astride Patrick's lap. They make no attempt to hide their foreplay as Patrick's hand gently slides back and forth under Laura's skirt, her legs trembling while they devour each other's lips.

Kenny is the first to leave the living room as he picks up Nikki in his arms and carries her away like a bride to her wedding bed. A few minutes later, Faith steps back from Mason and leads him away from the makeshift dance floor. Their friends watch with knowing smiles as the couple retreats from the party, no doubt to find their own corner of happiness elsewhere.

Faith and Mason walk down the hallway, but instead of going to her room, Faith leads Mason towards his room at the back of the house. On their way, they passed by Kenny and Nikki's room. Nikki's cries of pleasure make it clear that they are totally lost in their lovemaking. Mason stopped for a moment to close their door and smiled as he watched Faith giggle and smile back at him.

Reaching his room, Faith closed the door, and they both sat on the bed. Mason could see that Faith was a bit nervous about things, and he reached out to hold her hands. "Faith, we don't have to do this if you're not ready."

"Oh, I'm ready! I'm more than ready," Faith said with a nervous giggle. "I've been wanting to sleep with you for months."

"Then why-" Mason started to say before Faith interrupted him.

"-And it's not because I'm a virgin, 'cause I'm not," Faith hurried to say, "I've had sex before, and I know it's great and all but, but..." she trailed off, her gaze drifting downwards towards their interlocked fingers.

"But what?" Mason asked. He was confused by her attitude and even more by her revelation. He had thought she was still a virgin. Everything pointed at that, from the way she had insisted on waiting to get married to the way she went to church every week and dragged him along. He had assumed she was living up to her namesake.

Faith pulled out her silver crucifix, kissed it, and seemed to give a silent prayer before she looked back up at Mason. Her eyes glimmered full of emotions about to burst out. "I... I can't go on like this. I haven't told you everything, and I... I have to tell you."

Mason already knew Faith was hiding something, something deeply personal. He hadn't wanted to pry too much, letting her come to tell him when she was ready. This looked like it was it. He nodded to her and gently squeezed her hands, letting her know he was ready to listen.

A single tear ran down her cheek as she took a deep breath, and slowly, hesitantly, Faith told her full story for the first time. She told Mason how her family had secretly belonged to a belief that many would call strange and deeply evil. Some said that they were just ancient gods and myths that had merely evolved with time, taking on new forms and rites in different cultures but always hiding in the shadows, secret initiations, and all that. But the truth was, they were ancient gods long forgotten by mankind. Faith told Mason how she and her family would often leave on trips to meet with the other members in secret, mainly in Europe but also increasingly at home. For a long time, she held those beliefs she had grown up with, listening to the bedtime stories told by her loving parents.

Mason nodded along, finally seeing some of the missing pieces come to light. He felt a growing aprehension in his heart, like a cold hand wrapping its fingers around it to squeeze the life out of it. and yet seeing the tear slowly slide her cheeks kept him rooted to spot. He listened with horrified expectation to what else would come out of those beautiful lips that he had kissed so many times.

"But then they started with the rites, the ancient rites, the real ones," Faith said tearfully, her voice trembling with horror. "Oh God, Mason, it was horrible! You have no idea what they did!" Her eyes were wide with terror from the memories she never wanted to remember but couldn't forget. "So much blood..." she whispered as she quickly made the sigh of the cross.

"I ran. I ran away from it all! I tried to go to the police, but they almost locked me up. My parents... they said they would find me and punish me for betraying them." Faith insisted and continued her tale as Mason listened, enthralled by her story, "I escaped and ran and ran... I came to church and... and confessed, I confessed everything." Faith's words poured out, "I didn't know if the priest would believe me or not, but..." she **** back her sobs, "but he held me, and he forgave me. He blessed me and told me to sin no more."

Mason wiped the tear from her cheek and whispered, "What happened next?"

Faith took his hand and said, "I... I couldn't believe him. I couldn't believe God would ever forgive me. Why would he? So I ran away again. And I've been running ever since. I kept moving around till... till I found you. You took a chance on me." Faith said, looking at him hopefully, "And... and I realized that... he did forgive me. He brought me to you, and I found a real faith."

"But... Why didn't you say anything?" Mason asked, curious and confused.

"At first," Faith said hesitantly, "I was afraid you, all of you, wouldn't believe me or worse, you would punish me, and then... then it was too late. I didn't want you to think I was..." She left the words hanging in the air for a moment: "I'm... I'm sorry."

Mason looked at Faith, he could see the struggle and pain as she finally opened up to him. She looked so fragile and **** in that moment. She had opened herself up and surrendered to his mercy in a way that was truly touching. He realized that she could have continued hiding this part of her past, and he would have been happy with her just the same and none the wiser.

Faith's fingers twitched around the buttons of his shirt, but he stopped her as he finally made a decision. "Mason?" she asked him hesitantly, fear creeping into her voice, "Please..." Mason stood up and pulled her up with him and started to drag her along behind him as he left the room.

"Mason!? Where are we going!?" Faith said, a sudden terror filling her soul.

"To find a priest!" Mason said in a tone that made it clear there would be no discussion about it. "Can't start the rest of our lives together living in sin."

Faith was too shocked to answer as she let Mason drive her to the nearest church. They woke up the priest and demanded that he wed them right then and there. Faith had a shit-eating smile as the sleepy priest performed the rites for them. She couldn't believe this was really happening; Mason was really marrying her despite everything she had told him.

"You may kiss the bride," the priest finally said. Mason gave her a quick peek at her lips before they ran out of the church. "We'll do a proper wedding later with everyone else. I promise a real white wedding if you want it." Mason promised her as he drove to the nearest hotel, and she believed him.

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Mason and Faith burst into the hotel room pawing at each other's bodies as their lips devoured each other desperately. Faith tugged at his loose shirt, trying to lift it over his head. Mason was trying to do the same with her flowery sundress. He had pulled it up to her waist but could stop pawing her ass. Her firm round butt cheeks seemed like a magnet to his hands as he squeezed and plied them apart.

"Let me take it off," Faith moaned into his mouth as she fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. "Please, Mason," she begged him.

"Hurry," Mason gasped as he let her go. Faith surprised him by first taking off her sundress. He took in the sight before him as she gave him a little twirl. A simple white bra with a matching pair of white high-cut cotton panties on top of her long, smooth legs that ended with her beautifully manicured feet.

"I know it's not that sexy, but-" Faith started to say.

"-You're beautiful," Mason whispered as he drank in the sight before him, and Faith blushed at the awe in his voice.

Faith quickly knelt before Mason and fumbled with his belt and zipper while he quickly discarded his shirt to the side. Faith hurriedly pulls his pants and underwear down, freeing his painfully hard cock right in her face.

Faith didn't waste any time as she eagerly gobbled up his cock in her mouth. She moaned delightfully around it as she impaled her mouth on his hard shaft, almost **** on it.

"Aw Fuck!" Mason groaned as he watched her desperately take his cock. It had been so long since he had sex that he couldn't help grabbing her head and thrusting into her mouth. Faith gurgled and choked, but she did let up on his cock.

After a few moments, Mason felt a hint of sanity, and he pulled Faith off his cock. "I want to," he started to say. 'I want to fuck you,' he was about to say before he caught himself. Instead, he said, "I want to make love to you."

They quickly moved to the bed where Faith lay down on her back while they started kissing again. This time Mason peeled off her bra. He cupped her tits into his hand and teased her hard nipple. "You're so perfect," he whispered as he marveled at how her breast seemed to fit his hands perfectly.

Mason reached down and eagerly kissed and licked at her perfect tits, making Faith moan and squirm beneath him. He pulled hard on her nipple with his teeth. Faith cried out, a mix of pleasure and pain as she thrusted her breast into face and pulled him closer, urging him to take her supple breast into his mouth.

She squirmed and struggled as she pulled and tugged at her panties to take them off until Mason did it for her. He slowly slid her panties down her legs while he left a trail of hot kisses on her skin and made her **** for him.

"I'm not on the pill," Faith apologized as Mason settled between her wide-open legs.

"I'll pull out," Mason offered, to which Faith eagerly nodded as she pulled him into her embrace.

Mason slowly pushed his hard cock into Faith's tight, wet pussy. The two newlywed lovers blissfully groaned together. Faith clung to his shoulders and let out a joyful gasp as she felt him sink deep into her. He felt so hot and hard inside her that she gasped for air, her head rolling back into the pillow.

Mason watched Faith's face twist in pleasure beneath him, and he couldn't believe how good she felt around his cock. The way she clung to him pulled him down to the bed, and he felt her soft breast under his chest. He started thrusting into her warm, wet pussy. He felt her tight walls cling to him like it was the first time for both of them. He kept pumping into her faster and faster, he was just too eager to fill her up to pace himself.

"Yes! Yes!" Faith called out in a daze as she bucked her hips to meet his thrusts and urged him on. She felt her orgasm building up inside like a firestorm in her core. Her hand drifted down to grab his butt and push him deeper.

"I'm gonna cum!" Mason cried out, warning Faith of his impending orgasm.

"YES! YES!" Faith cried out. She instantly locked her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his buttocks, pushing him deeper and locking him inside her. "OH GOD!" Faith screamed at the same time Mason's cock started to shoot his load inside Faith, her pussy seemed to clench around him, milking him for his seed.

Mason collapsed on top of Faith, his weight pressing down on her. Even so, Faith sighed in relief as she felt his comforting, warm weight smoothing her into the bed. Her legs still locked him inside her as she caressed his broad shoulders. "So good," she cooed into his ear.

"I'm sorry," Mason apologized, trying to pull out.

"Stay," Faith begged him, her legs locking tighter. "Please."

Mason panted as he nodded. "But, what if-"

"Shh! Don't worry silly," Faith whispered, "we're married now."

"Right," Mason chuckles as he felt the walls of her pussy squeeze him inside her.

"Besides," Faith smiled up at him, her eyes bright with delight and mischief, "We can't waste too much time if we want to have those 3 children we talked about and..."

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