Harnessed Passions

by Dee Jones

  “I cannot believe you’re doing this,” he whispered and smiled when she looked up with a frown. “Don’t stop, I like it. I’m just amazed you’d be brave enough to do something like this.”

  Julia moved across him in a slow motion that left him panting. She loved the feel of him growing larger in her mouth; it was an odd sensation and she thought about what her friend had told her.

  When he gets so hard he can’t control it, you’ll taste him. If you don’t like it, spit it out, but don’t stop; it will drive him crazy knowing you’ve gone that far.

  She had no idea if this was right or not, if it was moral or not and she was quite certain it was illegal, but it was her husband. How was she supposed to please him, if she didn’t know him? At least that was the argument Margie used and one she was quickly beginning to agree with.

  “You need to stop,” Daniel groaned, his hand on her neck tightening. “You’re going to be in for a big surprise if you don’t.” Julia didn’t stop; she knew what Margie had told her was about to come to pass and she felt brave enough to move her fingers to the hard sac beneath the shaft. She touched him gently and smiled when he growled, tasting the salty explosion that filled her mouth.

  She didn’t particularly care for the taste, but she loved how he reacted and the heat that he expelled was amazing. Reluctantly she swallowed, feeling her stomach jerk against the odd offering she provided it. It was like the octopus her uncle had insisted she try once, but without the rubbery feeling.

  “Oh, God, Julia,” Daniel moaned, pulling her up by the shoulders and covering her mouth with his for a long moment as his tongue battled with hers.

  “There is no backing out tonight,” he promised against her lips. “You’ve come too far this time to stop.”

  “I don’t want to stop,” she assured him with a shy smile.

  “It will hurt, but I promise you won’t feel it long and I’ll make you very happy you endured it to the end.”

  Daniel laid her to the pillow and kissed her neck and collarbone as he slowly began to recover her assault on him. It was an act he had performed many times over the years, starting with his own maid when he was fifteen; but to have his innocent young bride perform such a feat was beyond an experience he would never forget.

  Julia felt the heat of passion begin to encompass her and she tried to reach for him again, but had her hand secured beside her hip with his own.

  "There's no need to rush, Princess. Just slow down and let me take care of you, this time."

  "But the last time we went slow the stables caught on fire," she insisted, the urgency echoing in her tone. She did have cause to worry. He had thought of the same thing himself, but he refused to allow past circumstances to dictate their actions tonight.

  "The world could come to an end and I wouldn’t stop this time,” he assured her. “Now lay back and relax; it's time I did the seducing." Julia did as she was told, wrapping her hands around the rung of the headboard as he raised them above her head.

  He kissed her neck with a heat that mad her breasts tense and tighten, her stomach flipping with excitement. He knew she had to experience the heat of passion and after her little act, he was relaxed enough to make certain she did. It would take him a few minutes to recover completely, which meant by the time she had explored her own orgasm, he would be ready to take her as his wife.

  He allowed his fingers to travel across her slender frame as his lips moved to her breast, nipping and suckling her hard nipple. Julia moaned as his fingers slowly began caressing her soft curls between her legs; she had felt him twice before and knew how incredible it felt, but knowing he wouldn’t stop this time made the sensations heighten.

  His mouth moved to the opposite breast as his fingers slipped between her labia to find her clitoris. He moved his lips down her sternum as he began to caress the swollen bud of her desire. Each time his mouth moved, his fingers began to explore her deeper, until his mouth rested against her curls; the heat of his breath sending chills of anticipation across her exposed body.

  "You are so beautiful,” he whispered softly moments before his fingers opened her, allowing his tongue to caress her clitoris.

  Julia clung to the bar in desperation as she moaned loudly; his fingers inserting into her wet vagina, preparing her for what was about to come. When he began caressing the inner cavern, she moaned again, but as he pressed and teased the front of her vagina she gasped. His tongue continued to bathe her, his teeth nipping gently until she felt like the room was spinning; she was hot and sweating beneath his touch and suddenly it felt like lightning bolts shooting through her.

  Her release was deeper than she remembered it being the last time they were together and she cried out his name. Her back arched of the bed as he pressed her hips down with a large hand across her lower abdomen, forcing her to experience every deep, passionate moment of her orgasm.

  Within the span of a single heartbeat, he was above her, her legs around his waist as the tip of his penis pressed against her throbbing body.

  "Look at me Princess," he ordered her, bringing her eyes open with a soft flutter of lashes. Turquoise locked with emerald and he could see the fear beginning to swell up inside her, as she slowly recovered her climax. She quickly realized what was about to happen and tensed beneath him.

  "Tell me you're ready," he begged. Tears began to brim her eyes, clouding her vision of him.

  "I'm...scared," she shuddered softly. Daniel willed himself to be still, he couldn’t rush her, she had to have the time necessary to prepare or she would never enjoy this and would never allow him another chance.

  "You'll never be ready love, if you allow fear to take control. I promise to be as gentle as possible. Please trust me?" The soft plea of his voice, along with the tight restraint she saw in his tense muscles, made her realize just how much he was holding back and she knew at that moment, he would never hurt her, never cause her pain. She smiled lovingly at him and nodded.

  "I'll always trust you, Daniel," she told him with reassurance. "I'll never doubt you, never." Daniel groaned hard and deep, leaning down to kiss her. He moved inside her with a quick thrust that brought a gasp of air from her throat and tears from her eyes as she tightened her legs around him.

  Daniel held still, forcing himself to remain in limbo within her. He had to give her time to adjust to the size of him; give her body a chance to absorb the pain of her torn maidenhead. He kissed her neck, whispering how much he loved her gently in her ear until he felt her grip ease and her tears stop. He leaned up on his elbows, supporting himself above her as he began to move against her hips, slowly slipping out of her.

  Julia frowned when he pulled out of her; that wasn’t what she expected, pain followed by nothing, but then she gasped again as he thrust into her a second time, filling her with the hard strength of his penis.

  He continued the out and in motion until she was quite dizzy; there was a whole new array of sensations springing to life inside her. She saw his eyes watching her for any sign of discomfort and she smiled the smile of a woman...his woman and he kissed her, giving himself over to the passion. His hips thrust hard against her, grinding a deeper rhythm inside her. She could feel him grow harder inside her as their breathing increased to a soft pant. Julia knew the feelings that were taking over her body and closed her eyes, smiling as the sensations grew.

  A few heated moments passed by before she felt the white hot spear of desire and heard his name echo through the room as she found her release again. The muscles of her vagina tightened around him, taking him over the edge with her. He growled against the intensity of his own climax as he lifted her buttocks toward him, plunging into her deeper, filling ever corner of her soul with warmth and love.

  Julia felt alive and satiated at the same time; she had never known such sensations existed. It was like dying and being born in one breath. Daniel made her feel the surge of life, the heat and ache of passion carried her away into a world she had only dreamt of. He made her feel ever
y bit a woman; loved, cherished, possessed and treasured and she answered him with the sigh of satisfaction, she knew he was waiting for. When she opened her eyes again, she saw him looking at her, watching her expression for any hint of regret. She smiled softly, trying to think of some way to tell him how wonderful she felt.

  "Are you alright?" he asked her gently.

  "No," she answered, receiving a frown of remorse from the man she now knew as her husband. "I'm better the alright. I'm...I'm..."

  "Mine," he told her, kissing her again long and passionately. Daniel reached up and unlaced her fingers from the headboard, kissing each one in turn. She giggled when he nipped the sensitive skin of her palm, smiling when he trailed his tongue along the length of each finger.

  “Are you tired?” he asked, looking her in the eyes as he slipped her middle finger into his mouth and gently sucked on it. Julia shook her head; she wasn’t able to find the right words to answer him.

  “Good,” he smiled wickedly. “Because waiting for you to come around has been pure hell and I plan on keeping you awake a few more hours just for good measure.”

  “What wicked ideas do you have in mind, Mr. Browning?”

  “Oh, my dear little princess, I have more ideas than one night could endure. I believe in order to explore the depths of my designs for you; it will take at least a lifetime, possibly more.”

  “Then I place myself in your capable hands, sir and pray you’ll be gentle.” Daniel chuckled under his breath as he leaned closer to her lips, brushing them gently with his own.

  “But playing rough is half the fun,” he whispered, closing off her shocked gasp with his mouth.

  Julia awoke before dawn the following morning, frowning as she tried to focus her sleepy vision on the man leaning over her. He smiled softly, pressing a gentle lingering kiss to her soft lips. The evidence of their night together throbbed with a dull ache between her legs, a vivid reminder of the hours she had spent beneath Daniel, their bodies melding together as he made her his wife.

  Her mind sang with joyous celebration as visions began dancing before her closed eyes, her lips parting to experience her husband's tongue, darting wickedly between her teeth. She sighed at the wicked thoughts burning to life by the simple touch of this man, imagining her legs wrapped around his hips, her sanity exploding by his skillful hands.

  "If you're going with me Princess you'd better wake up," he told her with a soft growl. Julia sat up in bed, her hair falling in disarray around her shoulder and naked breasts.

  "Where are we going?" she asked excitedly. The thought of leaving the house was nearly as exciting as staying in it with Daniel.

  "I thought you wanted to see the stables?" Julia screeched happily, kneeling in the middle of the bed like a small child.

  "Do you mean it? Can I really go with you today?" The sound of her voice brought a soft chuckle from the naked man beside her.

  "Yes you may come with me, but only if you get up right now and get dressed." Julia jumped from the bed and groaned, she hadn't expected the ache in her lower region to be so vivid.

  "What time is it?" she asked, covering her revelation.

  "It's four thirty and it's getting later by the second. Come on now and get dressed."

  "May I ride Biscuit today do you think?" she asked, running naked to the dresser and pulling her underclothes for the day out as he slipped his long legs into his denim pants.

  "No!" Daniel's sharp tone made Julia stop what she was doing and turn to stare at him. A frown creased her brow and she suddenly remembered what Jeremy had told her. Daniel had wanted to destroy her horse!

  "Why? What's wrong with my horse?"

  "Nothing's wrong with the bloody beast," he snapped, irritation echoing in his eyes as he slid his arms into the light blue work shirt.

  "Then why can't I ride her?"

  "For a number of reasons, the first being I won't allow you to. That bitch nearly killed you the night of the fire and I won't allow her the chance to correct the mistake."

  "Daniel, it wasn't Biscuit's fault. She was trapped. It's my fault I got stuck in the fire, not her's."

  "That's not good enough, Julia. I hate that horse and I don't want you near her, understand?" The finality in the man's voice would have stopped anyone else, but not his wife and he knew it the moment he saw the spark of retaliation in her eyes.

  "You cannot stop me from riding my own horse Daniel Browning and I will ride her wherever and whenever I wish, do you understand?" He walked over to her in three long strides; the sight of her naked breasts stirred his senses as the anger hardened her tender nipples.

  "Listen to me Princess," he interjected soothingly, pulling her against the warmth and security of his broad chest. Her back turned rigid and he became instantly aware she wasn't going to ease up on the subject until she won the argument.

  "Your horse couldn't be ridden right now even if I did approve. She's in estrus and is very difficult to control."

  "She's what?" Julia was certain Daniel had created a mythical disease to prevent her from going near her horse.

  "She's in heat, Julia. She needs to be mated," he cupped her breast in his hand and smiled seductively at her. "Which isn't such a bad idea for you either; why don't we skip the morning feedings and let Overton handle it? I can think of a few things more interesting for us to do than argue about a dumb horse."

  He leaned down and kissed her soft lips, teasing and tasting her delicate mouth until she relaxed again, arching into him. The minute he felt her body surrendered, he lifted her off the floor and carried her back to the bed, laying her softly to the sheets. He eyed her naked torso as he pulled off his boots, smiling wickedly to her.

  "I don't want you mating Biscuit," Julia insisted, admiring the way his muscles bulged and rippled as he tossed his boots aside and stripped off his shirt, exposing the powerful magnificence of his body. Julia moaned softly, aware of how gentle that power would be as he pulled her beneath him.

  "I'm not going to mate her," he chuckled, working the buttons of his breeches. "I'm going to mate you." Julia blushed, seeing the hard evidence of his intent appear before her eyes. She felt like a raging bull gazing upon him; his manhood was like looking at a red flag waving before her lusty gaze. He came to the bed and laid down next to her, pulling her to him.

  "I'm serious Daniel," she whispered, as his lips began stimulating the sensitive skin beneath her ear. "I don't want my horse mated."

  "Why?" he asked, paying very little attention to her arguments; his mind and mouth distracted by the firm mounds of her breasts. He nibbled lightly on the hard peaks her nipples formed, sucking and teasing until she moaned soft and deep.

  "Daniel, promise me," she begged; spreading her legs to accommodate the width of his shoulders as he knelt on the floor beside the bed; his arms wrapping around her thighs and pulling her toward the edge.

  "I'll promise you anything you wish when we're done. Until then shut up and mate with me."

  His skillful fingers touched and caressed the bud of her desire until she began to wiggle beneath them. He kissed the soft skin of her flat stomach, teasing her navel with the tip of his tongue. Julia moaned and giggled, then moaned again, reveling in the heat and passion of his touch. He brought so many responses out of her just by touching her, that Julia was certain she would never be normal again.

  He began kissing the soft curls that hid her throbbing clitoris from his sight. With quick, deft fingers he spread her lips apart and began to devour her throbbing bud. Julia moaned again, her hips trying to rise off the bed to meet his mouth, but he held her firmly in his embrace. She couldn’t move and for a moment it frightened her and then he began to suckle her and the fear melted away into the heat of passion.

  Within a few brief heartbeats she felt the lightning bolts shoot through her and she tensed beneath him, crying out his name. her fingers wound in his hair as she held him to her, riding out the waves of passion that seeded them together.

  Daniel rose from the
floor with a wide smile, stretching out across the bed next to her. He loved the look of passion across her face; the deep panting of her lungs. It was an incredible feeling to know that every orgasm he gave her was an experience never shared with another man. He leaned across her and kissed her neck, allowing her the time she needed to come down from her euphoric cloud.

  “Are you alright?” he asked with a smile.

  “Quite, thank you.” She smiled back at him, her breath slowly returning to normal. What this man did to her was incredible and she could never seem to get enough of it.

  “Then it’s my turn,” he whispered. "Touch me Princess." He turned slightly to his side giving her easier access to his hardened flesh.

  “I need you," she begged, taking a firm hold on his manhood and squeezed so tightly he felt certain she intended to crush it.

  "Easy sweetheart," he ordered, placing his hand on top of hers. "If you take it off you'll never get your wish." Julia eased her touch looking up to see him staring at her. She wanted him, she needed him; she had to have him inside her and she was tired of waiting.

  She caught him off guard and pushed him onto his back, straddling his hips as though he were a horse. Daniel gasped when she mounted him; laughing softly he brushed the hair back away from her face, holding it back in his hand as he smiled into the eyes staring down at him.

  "Are you trying to tell me something?" he questioned in amusement, exploring her breasts and her stomach in this new position.

  "If you won't love me, right now, I'll have to love you."

  "And just how do expect to accomplish this task of yours? I'm the one with the..."

  "Don't say it!" she snapped, slapping her hand hard against his chest.

  "Ouch," he growled, pulling her down against him. He covered her mouth in such a quick, hard action, it caught her off guard and she opened her mouth to gasp. Daniel took advantage of her surprise and eagerly captured her tongue with his teeth, suckling it like a new born calf on his mother’s teat. Julia moaned as he pushed her hips down to meet his erection, positioning the tip of his hard penis against her wet opening then slowly sat her back up.