the clock and wished it was later in the evening so we could
go upstairs.
He lightly kissed my cheek. I turned my head so he
would kiss me on the lips. His lips met mine and I wrapped
my arms around his shoulders, thoroughly enjoying the
desire flowing through me. He deepened the kiss. I sensed
his pleasure and passion for me as his hands continued
their intimate search on my body.
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He gently pul ed away, his breathing shal ow. “If I
keep going, I won"t be able to stop.”
As much as I wanted to keep going, I knew he was
right. We would wait until my parents were asleep.
He went back to his side of the sink and picked up
the towel. He took a deep breath to calm down and held out
his hand. “I"m ready for the next dish.”
I could only nod as I turned back to the sink and
finished washing the pan. I handed it to him, surprised that
my hands were shaking.
“You didn"t answer my question,” he stated as he ran
the towel over the pan. “What do you find attractive in
men?”
“It"s what attracts me to you. I like your shoulders.
They"re strong and broad. Sometimes I watch you as you
take care of the horses. I can see your muscles move under
your shirt if you"re not wearing a vest or a coat.”
“You"ve been admiring me when I wasn"t looking?”
I chuckled at his appalled expression. I knew he was
joking. “Yes. And not just the shoulders,” I admitted,
deciding this game was fun.
“What else?”
I glanced at him. “Well, your pajamas are a little
tight.”
He rolled his eyes. “I know. I picked the wrong size
at the store.”
“That"s your opinion. I take peeks when you"re not
looking.”
“I feel naked.”
I could tell he didn"t mind being ogled.
“I can"t wait for tonight.”
I shared his enthusiasm but didn"t voice it. Instead, I
turned my attention back to the dishes.
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Todd’s Point of View
That night, once her parents were asleep and I
finished my usual chores, I quietly walked past my old room.
It felt good to not sleep in there anymore.
It felt strange not to knock, but I reminded myself that
she was expecting me. It was
our
bedroom now. I opened
the door. The kerosene lamp resting on the dresser lit up
the room in a soft glow. She stood by the window in her
nightgown. Heat swelled in my groin and I resisted the urge
to hide my arousal. We were about to have sex, so there
was no longer the need to hide my attraction for her. I shut
the door and smiled at her.
“Should I come to you or would you like to come to
me?” I tried to sound playful but it was hard to concentrate
on anything but how great she looked. The nightgown didn"t
hide the curve of her breasts and hips as much as the
dresses did.
“I thought I would show you my treasures first.” Her
voice was soft. “I"ve been hoping for this night for awhile
now.”
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“Why didn"t you tell me?”
“I tried. I didn"t come right out and say it. Do you
remember that day you lost your job at the bank and we
were in the barn?”
I nodded.
“I told you I wanted you to come to my room.”
My eyes widened. “I thought you wanted firewood.”
“The firewood was nice but it wasn"t what I real y
wanted. I won"t make you decode my messages for now on.
I should have just said it but wasn"t sure how.”
I feel so stupid. Why didn’t I get that when she said
it?
“That"s it, Ann. I don"t care who comes to the door or if
the house burns down. I"ve wanted you for so long, it"s
been driving me insane.” I locked the door. “We"re not
leaving the room until we consummate this marriage.”
She smiled. “I wasn"t the one who interrupted us
before. I want this too.”
This I liked to hear. She wanted me. That was the
crucial part of this night. I was glad I waited for her to be
ready.
She cleared her throat and took off her nightgown,
letting the cotton fabric fall to her feet.
I beheld her beauty for a moment. Never in my
wildest dreams could I have pictured her like this. Her round
breasts with the taut pink nipples, her slender waist, and the
patch of dark hair... She was perfect, and I was about to
make love to her. I would finally get a chance to explore her
the way I"d wanted to since we got married.
I forced my feet forward, aware that I suddenly felt
nervous. I took a deep breath to calm the wild beating of my
heart. It didn"t work. “You are beautiful.”
She gave a soft smile and peered up at me through
her thick lashes. “It"s your turn.”
My hands slightly shook as I removed my clothes,
aware that she was watching and not sure if that excited me
or scared me. I"d never been naked in front of anyone since
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I was old enough to bathe myself. I stood in front of her, my
pulse racing as her gaze swept over me. I cleared my throat
and asked, “What do you think?”
Her face turned a pretty shade of pink. “I like what I
see.”
I cupped her face in my hands and gave her a
chaste kiss. “I love you, Ann. I"m going to spend the rest of
my life showing you how much.”
I lifted her in my arms and carried her to the bed. It
suddenly occurred to me that I had no idea how to make
love to her. I knew the mechanics of it because of the
stories I heard from the older boys in school. But this was
really happening for me and it was with Ann. I wondered if
she would enjoy it. I hoped so. I wanted to please her.
I settled next to her, lying on my side so I could take
in her naked body. She was amazing. Every part of her
captivated me. My fingers brushed her cheek. It was a
familiar action, and right now a familiar action made me feel
like I knew what I was doing.
She turned to me, pressing those wonderful curves
into my flesh. She was soft and smooth. My breath caught
in my throat. Her abdomen cushioned my erection, sending
an unexpected thrill through me. If this was a foretaste of
what was to come, then making love had to be the best
thing I was ever going to experience.
“Tell me what you want,” I said in a husky voice I
didn"t recognize.
“Kiss me.”
She didn"t have to make that request twice. I
lowered my head to hers and obeyed. The kiss started out
as a gentle one. I parted my lips and she did the same,
allowing me to taste her. Our kiss deepened and I shifted
against her. She was, without a doubt, the most exquisite
woman in the world. I could happily kiss her for the rest of
my life, but my body wanted more. I wondered if hers did
too.
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I slid an arm under her to support her weight. Her
hands rested against my chest, her fingers a bit ticklish but
also sensual. My hand cupped her breast which was just as
soft as I remembered from having touched it before. I
groaned. My shyness was slowly slipping away as my
desire for her intensified. I traced the length of her side,
covering the dip of her waist and the rise of her hip and the
strength of her thigh. She was incredibly made, and she
was mine. All mine to cherish and enjoy.
She moaned and rubbed her leg against mine,
sending shivers through me. I wanted to enter her right
then. But I was determined to take it slow, to learn her and
savor each moment. All of it was terrific.
I turned her on her back so I could have better
access to her body. My mouth left hers and descended to
her neck. Her arms wrapped around me, the palms of her
hands pressing into my back. I nuzzled her neck, taking in
the wonderful smell of the lilac soap she used when she had
bathed after dinner. I groaned as I pictured her wet and
naked in the metal tub. Now that I knew what she looked
like naked, I could visualize it. And I liked it.
“Oh Ann. You"re so very beautiful.”
My words barely came out as a whisper. I wanted to
both feel her and taste her. I took the time to study her
curves, taking time to caress the full length of her body,
spending more time on her breasts. I kissed them and
cupped them in the palms of my hands, my thumbs brushing
the hardened nipples. With a soft sigh, she shifted and
spread her legs. I took the invitation and settled my anxious
body between her thighs. I leaned back so my hungry eyes
could take in her figure.
I massaged her legs that rested against my waist,
and I worked my hands up her thighs, pausing a moment
over the center of her womanhood. Holding off on entering
her, which was proving more difficult with each passing
minute, I knelt in front of her. I wanted to taste this part of
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her and see it up close. I bent down. With feathery
touches, I traced the yielding folds of her softness. She was
a wonder to learn. I ran my tongue along her, enjoying her
unique taste and scent. It was her. A very intimate part.
And I liked it.
I gave a slight smile as she squirmed against me and
ran her fingers through my hair. I realized that she enjoyed
this. I returned to sitting in front of her so that I could better
explore her with my fingers, to get an idea of how I should
enter her. I didn"t wish to hurt her. I heard the first time
could be difficult for a woman. I wished to give her as much
ease into the consummation as possible. I found the flesh
beneath the curls and fingered it.
She encouraged me to explore her, and I was more
than happy to oblige her. I slipped a finger inside her and
groaned at how warm and wet her flesh was. It was more
amazing than I imagined. I knew it would feel good but had
no idea just how incredible it would be.
She arched her back. “Don"t stop.”
Excited because she liked what I was doing, I slid in
a second finger and stroked her. Her whimpers of pleasure
served to push away the lingering doubts I had, and I
became firm in my movements. I explored the area around
the opening. When my thumb found her sensitive nub, she
gave out a louder moan. I slid a third finger into her, noting
the tightness at what I suspected was her hymen. I glanced
at her, wondering if I should take the third finger out but she
moved her hips against me, giving my three fingers full
access to her.
I watched her as I caressed her nub with my thumb
while my fingers continued to stroke her. Seeing her naked
and touching her was sexually pleasing but seeing her
receiving pleasure from what I was doing proved to be the
most stimulating thing I"d ever witnessed. Her breathing
came faster and she moved against me in a rhythm until she
let out a final cry. Her tender flesh clenched around my
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fingers. I stilled my movements and waited as the
contractions lessened. Her body relaxed.
Having satisfied her, I removed my fingers and
entered her. She was a little tight, and her stiffening against
me made me go still.
“Ann?” I asked, forcing myself to remain still in case
she was hurt.
“Keep going,” she whispered. “Fil me.”
I didn"t need further prompting. Wishing to prolong
the tingling sensation mounting in me, I slowly moved back
only to slide further in. Her flesh yielded to me, surrounding
me and clenching around me. She groaned again and
tightened her hold on my arms. Her legs wrapped around
my waist and drew me as far as I could go. Any semblance
of self-control departed. All I could think of was how
amazing she felt. I increased the momentum of my
movements, each thrust driving me closer to the brink of
heaven. Her moans blended with mine until she let out
another cry, her flesh clenching around my arousal, and I