Harnessed Passions (45 page)

With a strength she didn’t
know she possessed, she leaned into him, gently kissing the tip of
his swollen penis. He moaned as his hand began to caress her
cheek.
That wasn’t so bad,
she thought, then did it again and smiled. She
liked how he twitched beneath her touch. Curiosity guided her
actions and she touched the tip of her tongue to the spot she had
been kissing and glanced up when he groaned.

His eyes were closed and the expression
across his face gave her the courage she needed to continue. Margie
instructed her on what to do and she had always been an excellent
pupil; she began caressing his penis slowly with the tip of her
tongue, traveling up the shaft in a touch that caused him to moan
again; his hand on her cheek moved to the back of her neck and she
felt certain he would stop her. When he didn’t, she continued. She
drew a deep breath and slipped the tip of him into her mouth and
sucked a bit harder than she should have, causing him to jerk.

“
Easy princess,” he
growled, leaning up on his elbow. “Go slow and be gentle. Sucking
is good, but not so hard.” She did as he instructed and sucked on
him again, much softer as his hand began to caress the back of her
neck.

“
That’s much better,” he
moaned. “Now take more in.” It seemed strange to have her husband
telling her how to do this and she was quite certain, if her mother
were to come in, she’d have her arrested for such a wicked act. But
it was worth the risk as he held her gently, guiding her down
across him.

“
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 every 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!