Saving Sarah

by Lacey Thorn

  Sarah cried out, her fingers twining in his hair. She didn’t know if she wanted to hold him there or shove him away. His tongue was driving her insane. The feel of his whiskers was making her mad with desire. How could something so pleasurable happen between a man and a woman and no one talk about it? How could she not have known how fantastic it would be, could be? She wanted to scream her happiness to the entire town, not caring who knew the pleasure she and Riley found with one another.

  Riley’s tongue and fingers were working magic again, and she could feel her body gathering for another explosion, a much bigger one. She didn’t know if she could survive it.

  “Riley,” she cried out his name as she felt her body fly high. Higher and higher she flew until it felt as if she were shattering into pieces that took off in a million different directions. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t catch her breath. Spots danced in front of her eyes, and she was afraid she was going to pass out. Then Riley was there, his face looming over her and the love in his eyes made her own water.

  Air whooshed into her lungs and, as she gasped, Riley’s grin came clearly into focus above her. The man was amazing, absolutely amazing. He shifted position and she felt the nudge of his erection against her thigh, a subtle reminder that although she had found her pleasure he was still aroused. She went to shift so he could find relief with her, in her, but he only smiled at her and rolled to his side beside her.

  “No, sweetheart. You’re still sore.”

  “But you still…” She motioned towards him with her hand, flushing at his laugh.

  “It won’t be the first time I’ve gone to sleep with a hard-on, Sarah,” he told her.

  An idea filled her head, and he must have seen it in her eyes.

  “What’s going on in that head of yours?” he asked her.

  “What if I used my mouth on you?” she questioned him and was intrigued when his eyes lit up and a groan left his mouth. “Would you like it as much as I do?”

  “Probably more,” he told her then shook his head. “But you don’t have to, Sarah.”

  “You didn’t have to either, Riley,” she whispered to him as she rolled to her side and pushed his shoulders to get him flat on his back on the bed. She laughed at how easy it was, and he grinned up at her. She let her hands wander over his chest and shoulders.

  “Let me love you, Riley, like you do me. Let me give you the pleasure that I can.”

  She held his gaze, unsure but eager, and only when he nodded did she let her eyes move over his body until they rested on the rock-hard penis between his legs. A dot of fluid appeared on the head, and it was pure instinct to lean down and lick it off. His smell was musky, his taste both salty and sweet. It was like nothing she’d ever tasted before, and when he moaned and gently stroked his fingers through her hair, she lost the last bit of fear she had.

  She gently wrapped one hand as far around him as she could. She was awed by the softness of the skin covering such a rock-hard part of him. She licked over the head again and then again, hungry for more of his unique taste. All along the head, she let her tongue bathe him, taking particular delight in slipping her tongue into the groove just on the underside of the head.

  Riley groaned, his fingers momentarily tightening in her hair. “Lord, woman. You’re going to kill me.”

  She giggled at the tortured sound of his voice and looked up at him. His eyes were so dark and intense, the hunger on his face easily seen. He was enjoying her efforts at pleasuring him, and that only made her want to try even harder.

  She bent again and licked all along his shaft, leaving no inch of skin untasted. Riley was moaning softly, his legs unable to lie still on the bed. She eased her mouth lower to glide her tongue along the rounded globes that rested just below his cock. They were tight, and she revelled in the taste that clung to them. It was the taste of him and her, of the sex they had shared earlier, and it was the most intoxicating flavour she’d ever experienced.

  “Use more of your mouth,” Riley encouraged her. “Take it in your mouth.”

  Eager to please, Sarah sucked one of the globes gently into her mouth. Riley’s hips shot up off the bed startling Sarah.

  “Did I hurt you?” she questioned suddenly afraid that she had done something wrong.

  Riley reached one hand out and caressed her check with his fingers. “No, of course not. You just startled me for a moment. I’ve never had anyone do that before.”

  “But you told me to do it.” Sarah couldn’t help the blush that stole over her flesh. “You said to use my whole mouth,” she whispered.

  Riley grinned unrepentantly at his bride. “I meant on my cock, Sarah. Not on the sac beneath it.”

  “Oh.” She could feel her skin glowing brighter and glanced down. But Riley wouldn’t let her look away.

  “Remember what I said, Sarah.” He tipped her head back up to him and held her eyes with his. “There is no shame in what takes place between us in this bed. You’re my wife and trust me when I say that I love how willing you are to please me.”

  Sarah smiled softly at him. “So can I try again?”

  “Hell yes,” Riley groaned.

  Sarah wrapped her hand once more around Riley’s length and sighed as she let her head move up and down. He just felt so incredible to her. So hard and yet so soft. Then there was another drop of fluid, and she wanted it on her tongue again. She bent and let her tongue dip inside the slit to ensure she could savour every bit of liquid that rested there.

  Riley moaned and wrapped one hand in her hair again, anchoring her to him and affording him some control of her actions. With a soft pressure, he urged her mouth closer and, remembering his words, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and let him guide her into place. The rounded head slipped past her lips and teeth, and she closed both over him until only the top most part of his cock was in her mouth. She sucked gently on him, letting her tongue move all over and around his flesh. His groan triggered one from her, which only seemed to excite him more.

  “Take more of me inside, Sarah,” he urged her and put movement into play. His fingers applied gentle pressure to her scalp, holding her head in place. Then his hips began a soft slow upward thrust that had her taking a little bit more of his length with every shallow movement.

  Sarah wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do. He seemed to enjoy the suction and tongue play so she continued them. Allowing her tongue to moisten every inch of new flesh that was introduced, she made sure that with every downward pull she kept his cock-head firmly in her mouth by applying suction. Every thrust brought more of him until she felt him push towards the back of her throat. She gagged against her wishes and Riley pulled some of his cock back out.

  Instead of being upset, he seemed to have measured how much she could take of him and, wrapping his fingers around hers, he worked their hands over the inches left while thrusting the rest in and out of her mouth. Sarah sucked hungrily, eager for more of his taste. And she wasn’t disappointed.

  Riley tried to tug her away from him.

  “I’m going to spill.” He pulled gently at her hair but Sarah refused to relinquish her hold on him. “I can’t stop, honey.” He groaned and his hips thrust a little faster. “I can’t stop!” he shouted and that was when it happened.

  An explosion of taste washed across her tongue, filling her mouth with a flavour that was all Riley. He was smooth like the warm cream that floated to the top of fresh milk. She swallowed and sucked and licked eagerly for more until, with a groan, Riley urged her to ease up and let go.

  “A man can only take so much pleasure, Mrs. James.” His smile was that of a happy man or at least she hoped it was. “Come up here, honey,” he urged her and helped her slide up his body until she rested comfortably at his side, her head cradled on his chest. “Your hair feels just as I imagined,” he murmured. And with those cryptic words Sarah fell back to sleep.

  Chapter Four

  When Sarah awoke again, it was to the delicious smell of food. Riley stood
in the doorway with his hands filled with two plates. As he walked closer to the bed, she saw that it was ham and eggs with fried bread. She could smell the aroma of coffee and was embarrassed when her stomach growled in hunger.

  But Riley only laughed. “I’d be surprised if you weren’t as starved as I am, Mrs. James. All that exercise we participated in worked up a good appetite I bet.”

  He handed her one of the plates complete with utensil on top. He sat beside her and, still grinning, dug into the food on the plate he still held. That was all she needed to see before she did the same. Who knew that sexual relations could work up such a hunger? Then she blushed because food wasn’t the only thing she was hungry for this morning. She wanted Riley again. His kiss, his touch, and heaven help her, but she wanted to feel the wicked sensations he stirred when he was deep inside her.

  “Thinking carnal thoughts, honey?” he asked her and laughed out loud when she blushed bright red. “You better eat then so that you have energy for the rest of the morning plans.”

  “Plans?” Sarah was a little nervous now that morning was here. It seemed that with the return of light came the return of all her fears and anxieties.

  “First, a nice bath,” Riley glanced through the door into the outer room. “The water should be almost perfect by the time you’re done.”

  “A bath,” she sighed at just the mention of soaking in a tub, washing her body and hair.

  “I’ll help you wash your hair,” Riley continued. “Then we’ll give you a nice rub down, make sure you aren’t too sore.” He grinned wickedly at her. “And then maybe we can make sure that last night wasn’t just beginner’s luck.”

  Sarah laughed. Riley just seemed to bring the joy out in her. “That sounds heavenly,” she told him and settled down to finish her breakfast and start her day.

  It was just as heavenly as he’d described. He soaped her from head to toe, stopping at all the interesting places in between and making sure she was very clean. Then he had wrapped her in a towel, wrapped her hair in another towel, and made quick use of the water himself. Now, she sat between his legs on the bed while he brushed her hair.

  He seemed fascinated by the different colours in it and kept commenting on how it shimmered like fire. She’d never felt so adored and treasured before. All her life, she’d been the practical one, the caretaker. Especially once her mother had passed on. But now with Riley, she was a woman. She prayed her husband’s attentiveness would always remain.

  Riley shifted behind her then his hands returned without the brush. He ran his fingers through her hair and turned her face back to him.

  “You are the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen, Sarah.” He seemed to breathe the words into her. His mouth lingered over hers, but he didn’t seem inclined to close the space and kiss her. Instead, he glided over to her ear and let his tongue explore the tiny cavern there.

  Sarah shivered at the sensations he stirred and shuddered as he continued. She felt her nipples harden and push against the towel she still wore. Then Riley traced a wet sensuous path down her neck to the top of her shoulder. She felt lost in him, lost in the myriad of sensations he easily created in her.

  His hands slid around to the front and, with one tug, the towel fell from her so she sat naked between his legs. Riley had slipped his pants back on but that was the only clothing that lay between them. He tugged her until she reclined with her back to his chest. His hands ran over her shoulders, down her arms to her hands then over to her stomach. He rubbed small soft circles there for what felt like long moments.

  Sarah tilted her head so she could glance back to his face. Riley’s eyes were closed, a smile on his lips, and she wondered if he had fallen back to sleep. Then his hands slipped up to cup her breasts, his fingers plucking at her engorged nipples. Sarah caught her breath as his eyes opened and locked with hers. Such fire in their depths, such passion and desire. All for her. Her husband wanted her. It was enough to make any woman’s head spin.

  She made a move to turn, but his hands held her in place.

  “Don’t move, sweetheart,” he whispered to her. “I want to hold you for a bit, touch you. Your skin is so soft. You stun me with your beauty.”

  Sarah blushed, unsure of what to say to such compliments. “Thank you.”

  Riley slipped one hand up to cup her chin and tilted her head further back to him, opening her to his caress. “I hope that you always stay this way, Sarah. I hope that you always find pleasure in my touch.”

  “I hope that you do in mine as well,” she replied softly all of her insecurity and fears reflected in her eyes.

  Riley smiled down at her before bending to close the distance between them. His lips were soft and gentle at first. A gentle touch followed by the slow glide of his tongue over her bottom lip, the soft nip of his teeth on her top one. She opened to him readily, eager to drown in his kiss. And Riley didn’t disappoint her. He took her mouth, possessed and conquered it until she lay weak against him, panting for air.

  “I want you, Sarah. I want to lose myself in you, have you lost in me.” He ran one hand back down over her stomach and let the fingers sift through her dewy curls. “Can you take me again so soon? I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Yes,” Sarah breathed out, nodding her head in agreement. “Oh, please, Riley.”

  He urged her forward just a bit, helping her until she was on her knees facing away from him. But when she went to turn to face him, he stayed her with his hand.

  “I want to try something with you, Sarah. They say that this position can be very stimulating for a woman.” He came up on his knees behind her and kissed her shoulder. “Will you trust me?” She turned her head, and he looked down into her eyes. “If you’re uncomfortable at any time, I promise that we’ll stop.”

  Sarah nodded her head. To be honest she would trust Riley with her life. She’d always been awed by him. Marriage and the marriage bed had only intensified those feelings.

  “I want you to go down on your hands.” He pushed gently at her shoulders, guiding her until she was in the middle of the bed on her hands and knees. He left the bed long enough to shuck his pants then rejoined her, moving onto the bed behind her on his knees.

  He nudged her legs apart until he could comfortably fit between them. Then he placed his hands on the small part of her back just above her bottom and pressed until she arched down. She wasn’t sure about this position, but she was sure of one thing. Anything that led to Riley doing more of what they had done last night was worth a try.

  Riley caught his breath as Sarah moved into the position he wanted. She looked perfect with her ass high in the air. Her legs were parted and he could see the folds of her pussy flushed pink and coated with her desire.

  He slipped a hand between them, and let two fingers slide inside her wet core. Their groans mingled and filled the air. He hoped hers was in pleasure. He knew his was. She was so snug and tight around his fingers, so wet and ready for him. He couldn’t wait any longer. He had to have her right now. He withdrew his fingers and moved into place behind her using one hand to guide his cock into place.

  He entered her, slow and easy, doing his best to be gentle with her. But the position was exactly what he wanted allowing him greater access to her. Her hips were flared before him, her hair a tangle of curls that flowed all around her. He cupped her hips in his palms and held her as he eased his cock in and out of her tight heat. She felt so good to him. Her pussy tugged at him, reluctant to let his cock slide out. It was as if they were made exactly for each other. Sex had never been this good for him, never.

  He increased the speed of his strokes, riding Sarah a little faster. He didn’t want to hurt her but Lord, he wanted to fuck his wife hard and fast. He was holding onto his control by a thumbnail, ready to break at any moment. Sarah cried out beneath him. Her hips arched deeper, and he felt her flood of pleasure on his next inward glide.

  Control fled, unleashing the animal in Riley. He tightened his grip on her hips and f
ucked Sarah just as he had imagined. Hard fast strokes of his cock deep inside her pussy that had her screaming in renewed pleasure. He shook his head, fast approaching his own release, but trying to focus on what she was saying.

  It was his name. His name on her lips as she fell head first into another sweet release with him hard on her heels. He pushed deep, lifting her knees slightly off the bed and holding her tight while he spilled inside her. He could easily envision a long life with Sarah by his side and hoped that was what fate had in store for them.

  He lowered her slowly back to her knees but when he would have moved to separate them Sarah reached back and held his hip with her hand.

  “Don’t move yet, Riley,” she stated softly. “I want to feel you inside me just a little bit longer.”

  He groaned again and almost laughed as his softening cock twitched with renewed interest. Instead, he eased them forward until she lay soft beneath him. He balanced his weight on his hands, braced on either side of her shoulders but let his hips stay snug to hers giving her what she wanted. He bent to kiss one lovely white shoulder using his lips to nudge some of her red curls to the side.

  Sarah sighed softly and turned her head to meet his eyes. “I think that I just might love you, Riley James.”

  His eyes flared with surprise then darkened with pleasure. “I reckon I just might be in love with you as well, Sarah James.”

  She smiled beautifully up at him and let her eyes slip closed, falling almost instantly to sleep. He eased away being careful not to disturb her with his movements. He had never really believed that he would find a woman to marry and spend his life with. But someone had felt otherwise. His uncle had always told him to never stop dreaming. And the old man had made sure that Riley got what he wanted even when Riley wasn’t sure what it was.

  He glanced back down at his sleeping bride and smiled tenderly. He was a lucky man indeed. He’d won the lottery and been given the best wife a man could ever hope for.

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