Guilty as Sin

by Rita Hestand

  "What was that Moon, what happened to me?" she panted, her fingers playing in his hair now as he caressed her. She pulled at his hair gently, her fingers sifting through his thick black hair, pulling it gently.

  "That was me loving you, my sweet, readying you for what is to come."

  "And what is to come?"

  "I have marked you with my love, but I have yet to make you mine, and create our oneness. Your body responds to me, like it knows I am part of you. And now I make ready to claim you as my own." He smiled, as he looked up into her shining eyes. "It is your first time to be with a man?"

  "Yes, I'm afraid so… "

  "Do not be afraid as I will make it as pleasurable as I possibly can."

  "I am yours," she cried. "I have been since the kiss in the tree, and even more so when the hornets attacked, but now, I know we are one. I know it in my heart, I feel it in my body. Is it always this way when people make love?"

  "No, because people come together for different reasons. But we love, this is not what others call sex, it is love and it is much different, much better than the other."

  "I must tell you I enjoyed our kisses, and this… I cannot find the words to express how it feels. But at the hornet's nest, I knew."

  "Knew what?"

  "That I loved you beyond anyone I had ever known. You could have had me that day, for I knew I was yours. I wanted you then, I fell so hard. I cannot explain, I just lost myself in you that day. The rain didn't matter, the place didn't matter, even the hornets were forgotten, that kiss made me yours. Marked me. I knew I loved you Moon."

  He smiled tenderly at her now. He rolled her over and kissed her backside, for a long while, every part of her. Goosebumps went everywhere. When he rolled her back, he began a slow invasion of her lips, her face, her neck, her shoulders, and her breasts. She swooned at the sweetness of his kisses. He was so gentle and tender, and he just kept giving to her. Her hands were not idle, as she touched him freely.

  Then without a thought, he moved her legs apart and entered her slowly at first, breaking the barrier that kept him at bay, she barely moaned when he broke through and began a rhythm with her that she matched. She thrust herself toward him, meeting him in his eagerness to please her. She kissed his neck, nibbled him, bit him slightly and her hand ran through his hair.

  "Oh, I cannot believe how wonderful it feels to have you inside me. I'm finally yours," she cried.

  Suddenly, he touched her breast, and he thrust himself deeper until finally they both reached the climax, spilling his love inside her, he moaned softly into her ear. "My love, my wife, we are now one." He sighed happily as they collapsed into each other with a happy sigh.

  Her head lay at his chest, and she saw his nipple and she reached to kiss it. He jerked and laughed with the pleasure she gave him.

  "I love you so, Moon."

  "And I love you sweet Lissa. You are mine now, forever."

  "Yes," she smiled against his nipple not realizing how her sweet breath tickled him there.

  They cuddled close and slept. He had wrapped his arms around her protectively and they slept for hours. Sometime in the night they awoke. And Lissa began to explore him, her lips kissing, nipping and sliding downward with a purpose.

  When she covered his shaft with her lips, he nearly came up off the bed. "What are you doing my sweet?" he asked with a chuckle.

  "I am pleasuring you, as you did me." She sighed happily. "Tell me if I hurt you."

  He grinned, "Hurt is not the word I would use for what you are doing, my love." His breathing becoming erratic.

  "You like it?" she smiled against him there, taking in his scent. He had an earthy scent, that she was becoming addicted to, the feel of his muscles, the quiver in his strong legs as she continued to kiss and manipulate his shaft. Her hands were not still either. She cupped his butt in her hands, as she brought him closer to her loving lips. He moved toward her and before she knew it, he exploded with his love. She moaned softly.

  "Now we are complete," she smiled as she looked at him.

  "You are more woman than I hoped for."

  "And we have a lifetime to enjoy it." She said as she worked her way up his body, enjoying the feel of him, her hands moving to explore every part of him as he did her. "I have longed to touch you like this. Your so hard and lean and yet your skin is soft and silky to the touch. I'm afraid I lusted after you."

  He laughed softly, "No more than I."

  But by the time she got to his lips, he plunged himself inside her, deeply. She raised up and sat upon him, and he moved her, so she bounced. She smiled and started a rhythm of her own. She felt her muscles quake against him as she pulled him ever deeper inside. She slowly rode him, closing her eyes to the mesmerizing feel of him inside her. She moved slowly at first, enjoying the newness of it, then the need outgrew the purpose and she moved to absorb him into her.

  Seeing her breast bounce against her chest, and feeling her muscles guiding him further inside her he moved slowly, erotically and it wasn't long before they both found the orgasm they searched for. During it, she stared down at him, her mouth taking on a sexy pout, her eyes on him gleaming with such pleasure, her body quivering with the excitement of the orgasm they created between them.

  He stared in awe at her beauty.

  "I have never seen a more beautiful creature than you in the throes of passion." He told her.

  She looked down at him, threw back her head and let a second wave of the orgasm take her away. He saw it and it made him want to crawl deeper inside her, capturing the moment between them.

  "I've never let myself go like this before." She whispered.

  "Lissa do not be embarrassed or upset that we love so freely. We are married now, we are one, and there is no wrong between us. No guilt, only love. We have been through a strange and wonderful courtship, and now we can be ourselves together, trusting in our love."

  She caressed his magnificent chest, "You are so poetic with your words sometimes."

  "I believe a man can only show himself to the woman he loves, he must be all things to her and her, to him. We share our feelings, our hurts, our laughter and our hearts. I speak with the words that come from my heart now. Only to you Lissa. As you are mine now. I will treasure you all my days. You and I have no color, we are the same in our hearts, and we love truly. Our love is stronger because of it. This is our time to love."

  She smiled, "You want to hear something funny?"

  "What?" he smiled and ran his hands through her hair now.

  "I don't think any white man would ever talk to me like that. I've loved talking to you all this time, but now, your words mean so much to me. I will carry them in my heart always. You make me so much stronger than I've ever been. You give me confidence as a woman, with your words of love."

  "It is how it should be. A man should treasure his woman all the days of his life. We must always feed each other with love and confidence." He suddenly laughed and cuddled her into him. "I have not talked this much in my lifetime. You bring out so much in me."

  She spread her hands over his chest, kissing him here and there. "I hope it will always be this way between us."

  "I promise, it will!" he smiled, bringing her up to kiss her sweet lips.

  His hands feasted on her breasts as she trembled with such a love for her man. "I don't know what came over me, I've never felt so free to feel in my life. I never dreamed love could be so fulfilling. Just to touch you as I want, to feel you growing full inside me, and to experience that moment of heaven, it is so much more than I ever dreamed for."

  "Never let anyone tell you that you are an old-maid schoolteacher," he chuckled and brought her against him to kiss and hug upon.

  "You make me feel so liberated. I don't feel shy or ashamed when you are inside me, I feel wonderful, I love this feeling. I never thought I'd experience true love before."

  "Our being one is better than I ever thought it would be. The Creator has blessed our love."

  "Yes,
I believe that." She smiled and kissed him now.

  "I love you more than my life, Lissa." He said as she lay in his arms.

  "I feel the same Moon, the very same. I will love you always, and I will never leave you again, this I promise you." She promised.

  "It is good between us."

  "Are we going home, today?" she asked as she collapsed and hugged him to her.

  "I think we need a few more days alone, what do you think?"

  "Oh Moon, yes, I agree. I want you to myself for a while. To be this way, naked in your arms, making love. I want to remember these days and tell our children of them so they can find the same kind of love we have."

  "It is special between us." He smiled. "As I knew it would be from the moment, I kissed you. You were tightly bound when I found you. But no more. How could they dare to call you an old-maid when you kiss like an angel?"

  "I hunger for you kisses always. No one has ever kissed me with such abandon before. No one ever looked at me like you do. I go hot all over and wet… is that normal."

  "Very normal my sweet. Ah… to touch your sweet lips is heaven."

  He snuggled down into her again and they laughed.

  Chapter Fifteen

  For three days they loved each other, only getting out of bed to eat and tend to Cole and their private needs. They made love many times, creating a beautiful memory to look back upon.

  He had touched her everywhere, kissed her everywhere, and made love in every fashion.

  "Is it because you are Indian that I find your love making so powerful?"

  He chuckled, "I do not know. I believe it is the love between us that makes it so powerful. You were a shy young woman when I met you. Now you have finally let go of the tensions, admitted your feelings and given me everything a woman can give. I will love and protect you all my life."

  They hadn't just made love though. They talked about their dreams, hopes for tomorrows. They didn't talk about the killings or what might lay ahead. Only of the good things. It was a time to enjoy each other. They cooked together, they read the bible together, as there was an old one on the table near the bed. They played together. But their time alone was short, still it was wonderful, and they left the cabin with smiles on their faces. Even Cole seemed rested and refreshed.

  But it was finally time to leave and with a sense of happiness they'd neither known before, they closed the door and with Cole by their side began the trip home.

  Lissa thought for sure their lovemaking would slow down then and she couldn't stop looking at him with lustful eyes.

  But by noon they stopped alongside a huge boulder and camped to eat. Moon brought back a wild turkey and they roasted him. Still the need to be close was too great.

  She was feeding Cole when he came up to her. He had changed into his breech cloth and leggings before they left the cabin, and she wore her everyday Indian dress. This dress was a little shorter on her and he let her know he enjoyed it.

  He stared into her eyes and saw the desire lingering there. Without thought, he lowered his breech cloth and pushed her against the bolder, raising her dress he entered her and began making wild love to her. It was primitive and she let go of all shyness now. This was her husband, and she simply loved him. If he wanted her, he would have her, anywhere, any time, she quickly decided. It seemed so natural the way he took her there. He didn't have to prime her for readiness. She was hot and wet and ready for him. It shocked him how ready she was, she climbed him, throwing he legs around him and hanging on as he pumped her, rocking her body until they both orgasmed wildly in each other's arms. "Oh Moon, you do not lack for imagination." She chuckled.

  "It isn't imagination, it's passion. I look at you and remember you body and I want you. It's that simple."

  "I think we will have a wonderful life together."

  She fell against the bolder in surrender, her need of him as great as his. How could he know she needed him so? How could he know she was ready for him, perhaps it was the look on her face as all she could think about was the way he touched her, kissed her, pleased her.

  "I thought it impossible to do such a thing, but it is wonderful, Moon." She swooned as he kissed her wildly, her mouth fell open in total surrender. "With you nothing is impossible," he whispered as he pulled her butt toward him, "my hunger is as great as yours."

  "Oh Moon, I never dreamed making love could be so wonderful. I never knew I'd want a man so much and so often. I look at you and the needs begin grow. Should I be ashamed of myself?"

  He smiled as he kissed her, "We will find and invent many places to make love my sweet. I will hunger for you always. I feel the need as much as you, my sweet. It will take a while before our love cools down."

  "Promise?" she smiled.

  "Promise," he smiled back.

  He kissed her long and hard and gently put her dress back to a reasonable length.

  Every day he found a new way to make love with her. She was always of the same mind. She couldn't get enough of her new husband. At night they shed their clothes and made love against the earth.

  "Are we shameful to love so much?" she asked.

  "No, it is the way God intended man and woman to be. Especially since we are newly married."

  "Will you stop making love to me when I'm old?"

  "I will never stop, I might slow down, but I will never stop." He smiled and kissed her nipple that begged his attention.

  "Promise?" she asked.

  "Promise." He smiled.

  The next day she took a bath in a creek they passed, he joined her, and they played, and laughed together, and loved. Their kisses grew hot, and their needs announced, as he took her to the banks and laid her down. He kissed the water from her body, and she savored the feel of his lips all over her. He spread her legs and entered her, as the orgasm came quickly. She sighed with such pleasure. "I'd hoped you would join me."

  "I'm sorry, I had to have you." He told her.

  "Don't be sorry, I needed you too. Your kisses inflame me. I've never been so bold, or confident of how I feel." She told him, as he continued to kiss her breasts now.

  "The need inside me grows to have you again," he told her, and suddenly he plunged himself inside her, she welcomed him by throwing her legs around his waist and pulling him deeper as they kissed. His lips toyed with her breasts as he pumped her.

  The orgasm was slow in coming and they were thrashing against the soft earth, and moaning each other's name, until finally it came bursting inside them like a tidal wave. They both quivered with exhaustion. She laid her head on his shoulder and kissed him at the neck.

  "You are a magnificent lover," she told him breathlessly. "Every time is different than the last, and better. How will we ever be able to act decent around Jack?" she asked.

  He moved to hold her close and rest. "We will invent new ways to be alone, to find places and times for ourselves. I think we have proven that a bed is not the only place to make love."

  "It sounds… exciting!"

  "It will be my love, I promise you that." He kissed her shoulder and pulled her fully into his arms, cuddling with her.

  "Will you tire of me quickly?" she asked.

  "Never, you are the woman I have waited so long for. The woman of my dreams. You are never angry when I take you so suddenly."

  "That's because my mind is in the same place as yours. My body seems to crave your touches, your kisses, and I'm always ready to make love with you, Moon. I love you so."

  He kissed her hard for that admission. "We are together in thoughts and actions." He smiled.

  "Yes," she sighed with a happy smile. "Together."

  They ate and traveled some more. But it was true they were not in a hurry to get back. He took time to romance her in every way. He'd pick her beautiful flowers. She taught him to dance like a white man.

  And when it rained, they would stop and kiss like there was no tomorrow. It seemed sexy and alluring to kiss in the rain, to struggle to breathe and yet not want to stop kissing
.

  "When I was a child, I liked to find puddles that I could splash in," she chuckled.

  He splashed in one and she found one and splashed.

  She'd never had so much fun and loved so hard before in her life. Just being with Moon was fun. Fun was something that completely stopped for her at twelve. Now she felt invigorated by his desire to please her in so many ways.

  When some riders came upon their camp, they hid in a tree.

  "Looks like someone left in a hurry." One man said as he spied the camp.

  "Might as well set up camp since they made a nice fire pit." The man said.

  "Alright boss."

  Moon glanced at Lissa and suddenly kissed her. They stood there in the trees, kissing for a long time. Heated from his kisses and the way he managed to touch her, he pulled her dress up and entered her. But somehow, he managed to hide her from any prying eyes. This was a totally new experience, as they were in a tree, and they couldn't move about a lot or they'd fall. So, Moon, moved very slowly inside her. It was so terribly erotic, the way his eyes burned into hers, the way his movement was slow, building a fire that had them touching, and kissing but ever so still too. She moaned raggedly from the pure pleasure of his movements. It was primitive and so exciting to be wanted so badly. He silenced her moan with is lips as he slowly took her once more. It was so unexpected, so wild and sexy, she eagerly sought the orgasm that took it's time in coming. When it did, she nearly screamed the pleasure it evoked. She'd made love in a tree, and it was such a slow and thorough taking, he was careful not to hurt her in any way, but it made her so hot, she couldn't stop responding to the way he loved her. He held her so safe with his powerful arms. Even after the orgasm finally subsided, he stroked her with his shaft. She'd never dreamed making love like this could excite her so. She felt a warm heat surround them. Drugged by the look in his eyes, as he moved with gentle thrusts, that had her climbing him once more. The motion was like a soft rocking effect, gently loving her. She sighed, she moaned, she whimpered, and gave herself up to this moment with Moon that she would remember forever as another orgasm took her.