by Rita Hestand
"Do you like it here?" He asked, nibbling on her ear as she stared out at the water. His thumbs moving against the soft edge of her breasts.
She leaned her head back on his shoulder and sighed with such happiness. "I never thought I'd enjoy someone touching me like you do, but you have a way about you Joe Armstrong that makes me week and needy."
She smiled against her hair. "This is a time for touching, and making love."
She stared out the open doorway.
"It's lovelier than I ever imagined. I feel guilty having so much pleasure." She cried, turning slightly to look up at him. "But the scenery fades when you kiss me like this. I close my eyes and all I see is you making love to me, over and over."
He frowned down into her lovely face, "Don't ever feel guilty for this day. This is our day…" His lips touched her forehead; his arms went around her middle, sliding slightly toward her bust. "We've certainly earned it by all the waiting."
"Of course," she cried. "I meant, that Sam, my brothers, and all the other soldiers aren't home enjoying their lives too. I so hope Sam finds a lady for himself. My biggest wish is that we'd all be one big happy family."
Joe got a far away look in his eye for a moment, "Sam will be happy. I'm sure of it." Joe promised her. "When he gets home. We've had some raw years, but now is not the time to rehash them. I agree, someday we'll be one big happy family. Everyone is just now resettling themselves from the tragedies of the war. But in time happiness will flow like a river, once more."
"Of course." She whirled around just in time to see the serious look on his face. Eager to make him happy again, she tiptoed to kiss his lips. Her soft lips pursed against his. She opened her eyes to look into his. "I can't believe you were able to get this suite for us. I mean look at the furnishings. The peach silk spread on the bed, the lace curtains, the champagne, I never expected anything so grand." She smiled, and turned back to enjoy the view, and his arms around her.
"I wanted you to remember this day forever, because that's how long I'll love you…" He whispered near her ear. "Never forget how much I love you…You Melanie…just you."
She moved so she could look at his face, and smiled at him.
"Let's close the doors now…" She murmured as she tiptoed to kiss him once more, her face pinking at her own boldness. "I think I'd like you to show me how much you love me, again."
She was wearing an off the shoulder dress of red, and her hair was down along her shoulders.
Joe pushed aside her hair, and bent to kiss the curve of her neck. He breathed in the sweet scent of her, closed his eyes and said a prayer that moments like this would never end. She threw back her head and gave him leave to her neck and shoulder. It was the way she moved her neck, the way her hair fell away from her dainty throat that turned him into an inferno. She was so provocative and had no clue. Melanie had a way about her that was sinfully sweet.
She invited his kisses now. Her shyness began to fade.
The slow trail he made down her neck, made her shiver with anticipation. Her shoulder exposed, his lips drifted softly over her there. "You smell so sweet."
"I dreamed all during the war about the day I'd make you mine." He whispered against her skin. "It's like living a dream having you here in my arms."
"And I dreamed of you coming home to me, just as you did. Only…I never expected such passion. I dreamed of it, but never expected it. Before you left for the war, you were a little distant with me. So I wasn't sure what to expect when you came home that day, but the look in your eyes when you saw me, made me bolder than I'd ever been."
"When a man goes to war, he thinks only of what he left behind. It was a long war, and being without you made it longer."
"Was it terrible for you?" She turned to look him in the eyes.
"Some, yes. I think that maybe I grew up during the war. There were things no man or woman should ever see. But let's not talk of that now…" His voice lowered as his lips continued to nip her bare shoulder. Her gown slipped down her shoulder, and he followed it.
"Oh…Joe...you make me want you so! I've never wanted a man like I want you, right now. I feel consumed with such a fire, and I feel wet…there…" Her hand gestured to her lower body.
He stared at her, his eyes ablaze.
His smile caressed her. "Your body readies for me." He turned her to face him. "It's natural when two people love each other as much as we do. I want to kiss you…all of you."
Her eyes sparkled into his, "Yes," she answered breathlessly. Her voice lowered too now, but her boldness exerted itself.
"I have an eager bride." He smiled against her skin.
"Am I too brazen?" She asked with concern. "It's all so new to me…and so wonderful. I never imagined such a glorious coming together. Mother called it a duty. But this doesn't feel like a duty, it gives way too much pleasure."
"No, what did you imagine it would be like?"
"My mother said it would hurt?"
"Did it?"
"I was too busy to notice…," she purred.
His lips stilled long enough to whisper, "I'm glad. For I never want to hurt you."
"But…I fear I'm too brazen…" She sighed. "I fear I'm acting like a hussy. I don't want you think ill of me, for wanting you…"
"Honey, this is brazen," He sighed, moving the strap away and lowering the dress so he could manipulate the peaks of her breast. Quickly he unbuttoned her dress in the back and it fell loose against her. She reached to pull it tighter, but he gathered her hands in his and shook his head. "I want to see you, leave the dress…"
Complying with his every wish, she took her hands away and the dress began to glide to the floor in a wisp. She waited breathlessly.
The camisole she wore today was much different; it emphasized her beautiful figure and tempted him to rip it away.
He slowly turned her to face him, and his hands reached to untie the corset. He was getting better with the corset; he didn't even have to look. It fell to the floor too.
She was holding her breath waiting for his first touch.
Her breast puckered from the breeze through the window, and he stared for a long time.
She gasped, he growled, his eyes glistening with desire. He took her full breasts against his lips as his tongue sought to caress her there. She leaned back to give him leave, as she allowed herself the freedom of feeling the sensuous touches of her husband. Her hair fell in a glorious ribbon down her back in curls. She looked down at his head and smiled. He gasped at her gesture as she leaned back and let him have his leave. Her back curved to thrust her breast forward, inviting his caresses. Goosebumps prickled her skin, and he grinned. Her pale breast swelled against him, her nipples puckering from his delicate touches. "See, even your breasts welcome me." He whispered as he held the weight of her breasts in his hands. "Such beauty. To think I can pillow them against me all my life."
She tossed her head back and reveled in his quest. She closed her eyes and cried out her delight as he supped upon her. She had no idea what a beauty she was, standing there, offering her body to him so willingly. He shook with his unleashed needs.
She whispered sexily in his ear. "I thought them too big…I was so afraid you'd think that too."
He groaned, "My love, they are so beautiful, I have no words to describe how much I love them, just as they are. Not over abundant, but enough to fill my hands and then some. When I left they were just budding into womanhood, but now…they are ripe for the taking."
"But shouldn't a woman be small and dainty?" She barely uttered as wave after wave of sensations rocked her. The way his tongue flirted with her nipples had her swooning.
His drew her nipple inside his mouth and he sucked gently. Feelings older than time itself ran through her. When he came up for air, he chuckled. "They fit my hands perfectly, and their a perfect pillow for my head, but to touch and taste them…my God, you are so much woman…Besides, you have a tiny waist, and ample hips. You are all woman. I've never seen so many beautiful cu
rves on a woman before. When I left, you hadn't completely filled out, but now…"
"I'm glad I please you…" She snickered. "I've worried so, that you'd think me too big…there…"
"You are perfect in every way. I want you again…my sweet. But if I get too rough, just let me know. Your body excites me so. And if you like something I do, tell me…I want to know how it makes you feel. I want you tell me how I make you feel. What you like and what you don't. We should never have secrets when it comes to making love. I want to know what you like and what you don't always. We must confide in each other, and be each other's best friend. We are one now and that cannot change."
Her voice was almost strangled with emotions swelling within her. "I like everything you do to me…can't you tell?" She smiled into his face when he looked at her. "I trust you completely Joe. I only blush thinking how much I want you too. I'm shameless for admitting it, but I do trust you darling. I'm yours to do with as you please."
He moved her bloomers down to join the rest of her clothes and she stepped out of them boldly. The red sunset shone on her body like a glow. "You are so perfect." He said as his hand glided smoothly over her buttocks and he squeezed her there gently, "So perfectly round."
"Oh darling…I'm on fire for your touches. Your words enflame me almost as much as your actions. I never dreamed this could be so perfect. I never dreamed I'd want you so, need you so."
His smile widened. He picked her up in his arms and laid her on top of the bed.
Dusk lent a shadowy glow to the room, bathing them in privacy.
In moments he was undressed and joining her.
She looked at him boldly now, her hands no longer timid but searching him out.
As they lay naked on the big bed, moments later, they both gazed at each other, neither of them bashful now, but she continued to blush and relish each whispered word of love he spoke, each warm kiss, and cherished his deep appreciation for her body.
"I love you Joe…with all my heart." She sighed into his arms. "And I'm yours now. I know I keep telling you this, but its how I feel. I've never loved anyone but you! I've wanted this day forever. I never dreamed it could be so good. You've taken my shyness and destroyed it with your lips and hands. I want to do my wifely duty, over and over again. Take me, my love…"
His motions stopped and he looked into her eyes. He saw her love shining back at him. His heart did a flip in his chest. Never loved anyone but him? Should he tell her now? No, not yet!
He'd wanted her so long, and now, she was his!
His eyes flew down her body, stopping at every curve of her. Melanie was full of beautiful wonderful curves. Curves only a man could fully appreciate. He bent to kiss each one, marveling her beauty. Her skin was soft and supple, like a woman should be.
He turned her back to him and cuddled her, as his hands slid up and down her backside, marveling at the texture of her body, the touch, the taste.
"You've got a body of a goddess…" He smiled tenderly.
"You don't think I'm too fat?" She pondered, waiting eagerly for his answer.
"You don't have an inch of fat on you, but my God honey, you are so much woman. Full ripe breasts, a tiny waist, and hips I want to sink into every chance I get. The way you lay here, curled into a ball of all female, purring from my touches. You drive me to pure distraction. I've never wanted a woman more."
He'd spend a lifetime showing her how much she meant to him. But someday he knew the reckoning would come and he prayed by then she'd love him too much to worry over the truth.
One hand continued to slide up and down her silky body, slowly, touching the silk of her skin, enjoying the goosebumps only he created. All he could think about was loving Melanie. Enticed by the smell of her, taste of her.
His touches grew more familiar and a sudden heat wrapped around them as they made love again, touching, kissing, becoming one with each other. Joe made love with his senses, he touched, he tasted, he smelled, and he devoured. In turn, she gave freely, everything he asked of her and more.
There were many moans of ecstasy as they climaxed together. He made it last for long moments, and he saw the sultry expression on her face, and it made him want more of her. He drove himself deep inside her and she reached to gather him to her. Their climax was dazzling. It was spontaneous and filled with the dreams of two so in love. He wanted to keep her here in this lair, for the rest of their lives at this point of climax so he could feast upon that lovely expression of womanhood on her face. Just looking at her move about him as he prepared her for another taking excited him and made his shaft grow with needs.
When she finally unwound her beautiful body, she spread herself for him and smiled…"Take me away…my love. I want you so. The way you kiss my breast so tenderly, the way your hand goes over my hips, rubbing, touching, tasting, I'm more than ready for you again, my darling."
"Have I hurt you, are you sore?" He asked.
"My nipples are raw, and it makes them tingle too, it also stirs me to excitement. I think it's the way your tongue circles them so many times, wetting them, kissing them and suckling me. The way you suckle me makes me feel so womanly…so desired. You lips and tongue excite me so. I can't get enough of you, my husband…No one prepared me for how wonderful I would feel in your arms. It must be terribly sinful, but I can't help it, I want you as much as you want me."
"There can be no sin when two people love each other so."
Later, they lay spent, but happy, wrapped in each other's arms.
He curled her hair around his finger and stared at her for a long moment. "My God, you have such a beautiful, lovable body, such soft lips, and the way you melt against me, makes me want to stay inside you forever. You have a warm inviting nest my love."
She purred and smiled like a fat cat lapping milk. "Then what I offer you is enough to hold you forever in my arms?"
"What you offer is a little bit of heaven."
"Is it natural to want someone so desperately?" She asked as her hands went to his nipples and she circled one finger around one. Then she bent her head to take one in her mouth, playing with it as she flicked her tongue against the hard nub.
He jerked, and smiled and gathered her to him. "We are man and wife now. We are supposed to love each other like this. Is there anything you don't like about our lovemaking?" He whispered as he kissed her hair and marveled at how shiny it was.
"When we come together like that, my only thought is I wish the moment could last forever, but even before, the touching, teasing, kissing, I love all of it. The way you kiss me all over, makes me weak just thinking of it. I never dreamed being married had such an advantage. Mother always told me it was just a duty."
"I feel the same my darling. I could hold you like this forever. Just lying here, being able to gaze upon you at my leisure, makes me feel like a king of some kind. Everything I want is right here….with you. Dear one…I must tell you that all lovemaking isn't like this. Ours is special because we both love each other."
"Well then, don't pinch me; I don't want to wake up if this is a dream." She purred in his ear, as her teeth bit at his ear lobe. She felt his shaft rise against her leg and she smiled happily to herself.
"The real beauty of it is that it's not a dream. And I'm glad you enjoy my lovemaking, because I intend doing it often." He growled near her ear.
She giggled. "Promise…?"
"Do you want children right away?" He asked, his lips playing at her breast as the curl landed against one rosey nipple and his nose nudged the silky curl away so his lips could tantalize the perky nipple.
She squirmed beneath him. Her legs twisting around his. "In time, yes," She sighed, as her breast swelled against his lips. "But forgive me, this is such a new experience for me, I don't want it to go away. I want to enjoy if or a while, alone, with you before we have children. I want to indulge in this thing called love for while. I want you to come in, all sweaty and manly from the fields, with you shirt unbuttoned, a shadow of a beard on your fa
ce, and you scraping my nipples with that shadow, making them raw, satiating this feeling of desire that spears through me every time I look at you. Is that wrong?"
"God no! It's very right. I want the same thing. And we have plenty of time for children."
"Yes, I secretly fear that when I'm fat with child you might not want me…"
"I'll always want you. Even when you are with child. Don't you know that pregnant women are beautiful?"
"Tell me that when I'm pregnant…"
"I will my darling, many times."
She giggled again, looking into his face with her desires. She was panting now, eager for his caresses and touches once more. "Forgive me, but children are the last thing on my mind. I'm just now getting use to the idea that being naked with you is pure heaven. I thought I'd be shy…not quite so eager. But right now, all I want to think about is me and you in this bed, making love, all through the night." She cried and reached up to put her lips on his nipple. He jerked with shock and something much more powerful.
She came up for air and looked into his eyes. "I shouldn't have done that."
"Oh you are wrong my darling. I liked it. I liked it very much." He smiled. "And you are welcome to touch and kiss all you like. You see, I enjoy it just as much as you do. We belong to each other now."
"We've waited so long for this time together; I want to relish it, hold it in my heart forever and grow old with the fond memories of you making love to me. Am I shameless?" She asked throwing back her head so her hair splayed the pillow, and her breasts tightened from the look of desire in his eyes.
She felt the fire build in her lower tummy. She felt herself grow moist, her body heated.
He cradled her against him. "There is no shame when you are in love, Melanie. I suppose later on we'll get used to wanting each other so much, but you are right. We waited so long…and yet, we need this time together too. Of just being lovers, with no responsibilities."
"Y-yes, that's exactly how I feel. I thought…well…I thought I'd want children right away. But I never dreamed our coming together like this would be so…so…"