As if sensing his hesitancy, she held out her arms to him, and that did make him groan aloud. “Sarah!” He climbed onto the bed and pulled her close, finding her mouth in a kiss that was both hot and tender. A hand sought one breast and he squeezed, finding and fingering the pert nipple. She arched under him at this treatment, giving another one of those irresistible whimpers. His lips traced kisses down her neck to the collar of her nightgown.
“May I remove your gown?” he asked, panting now.God, I am a mess.His cock was leaking fluid and twitching with desire.
She nodded again. He wished she would say something more. He reached lower and pulled the hem of her gown up, slowly uncovering her shapely legs, until the curly thatch of deep, reddish-brown hair at the apex of her thighs was revealed. He had felt the crinkly curls the other night with his fingertips but hadn’t seen them. He couldn’t resist running a hand upone thigh, squeezing the flesh and coming to rest on her hip. His thumb traced circles in the hollow of her hipbone and her stomach muscles visibly tightened, her hips undulating, a slight gasp escaping her.
Such a blatant sign of her arousal—and I’ve barely touched her!“Oh, Sarah,” he whispered and, leaning forward, he pushed her gown up farther and pressed his lips to her lower belly below her navel and above the line of her pubic hair. He could smell her arousal, and it made his cock quiver and leak further.
She gasped louder and bucked her hips. “Robert?”
He lifted his head, catching the expression of longing in her eyes, and smiled. “My dear, Sarah...”
“That burning heat is between my legs again,” she confessed, flushing.
“Sweetheart,” he leaned in and captured her mouth again. “I’ve barely touched you yet!” he said hoarsely. He knelt up, “Lift your hips.” She did as he pulled her gown upward, and she sat up to let him pull it off over her head, then she settled back against the sheets. Her body revealed to his sight was perfection. Creamy skin, small breasts with raspberry nipples, a slender waist and lovely curve from waist to hip.
“Beautiful,” he breathed, lowering his head to kiss her lips, her neck and then those enticing breasts and nipples. As he took one in his mouth, she gasped, arching up into him. He held her breasts, one in each hand and fondled, while he licked and sucked on first one nipple and then the other.
His cock throbbed and his balls ached. He ignored them. Arousing his wife was his main focus, and he was damned if anything was going to distract him from that goal.If I spend all over myself in the process, I don’t care.
He shifted to lie down beside her, finding her mouth again and running a hand down her belly to cup between her legs.
“Spread your legs for me, sweetheart,” he murmured in echo of the other night, pushing a knee between hers to emphasize the point. She did so with one of those throaty whimpers and his cock jumped, leaving a sticky trail on her hip where the hot bar was pressed against her, in a vain attempt to assuage the ache. His hips ground him against her involuntarily, as his fingers sought the parting of her nether lips and encountered silky-wet, warm flesh.So soft, so smooth.He groaned. “Sarah, Sarah, you’re so wet for me again!”
He had kept his touch very simple the other night, sliding between her lips and circling her bud to make her come. This time he ran his fingers up and down her channel, lightly, gently, spreading the liquid heat of her arousal, and dipping lower to explore very gently the entrance to her body. She moved under him, her hips rolling as she panted. “Robert?”
“Yes, sweeting, it’s all right, just let me...” He swirled around the entrance and then gently pushed a finger inside her. She stiffened and gasped. He withdrew, swirled some more and pushed again. “Is that all right?” He nuzzled at her neck.
“Ah! Yes,” she gasped.
“Good,” he whispered. “Let me... more,” his words getting lost in kisses on her neck. His thumb working around her clitoris. She arched up into his touch and he groaned.Fuck, yes. Come, Sarah! Come please...
“Spread your legs a little more, darling.” He pushed his finger deeper, his thumb continuing to trace circles round her bud of pleasure.
“Oh!” She flung her head back, panting and arching her body, one hand clutched at the sheets, the other grabbed his shoulder, her nails digging into his flesh. “Robert!” she gasped again, her hips bucking under the determined onslaught of his fingers. He pushed another inside her, stretching her, trying to make herready. She was wet, so wet, and his cock thrummed with the need to be where his fingers were.
He slid them in and out, swirling his thumb gently, increasing the speed as she arched and trembled, graduating from whimpers to outright moans that made him push his cock harder against her flank with a groan.Fuck, I am going to lose all control in a moment and rut myself on her hip!
He ignored it, panting to gain control of his body. He continued sliding his fingers and rubbing around her clitoris. She had come easily for him the other night.
“Come for me, Sarah,” he whispered hoarsely, kissing and nuzzling her neck and across the top of her bosom, as his fingers moved faster in and out of her. He found a nipple and sucked, swirling his tongue around the hard bud.
She gasped, arching under him. Hooking his fingers inside her, he sought the spot that would send her over the edge. She moaned, tossing her head, panting, grabbing at him, her hips jerking, her legs trembling.Close. So close...?
“Come, Sarah! Come!” he begged her, panting with her. His fingers sliding frantically now.
Her body stiffened and she groaned, her head flung back as she arched up into his touch and he felt her flesh tighten and flutter against his fingers. Her moans as she trembled and slowly collapsed back onto the bed, panting, made his cock tremble sympathetically, a bolt of desire making him leak further. He groaned, pressing himself into the bed to assuage the ache.
He stilled his fingers, cupping her gently as he withdrew slowly. He found her mouth and kissed her. “Sarah?” He leaned over her, scanning her face. She was flushed, her eyes heavy. “Will you take me into your body now?”
Her eyes widened. “Yes, Robert.” Her voice was low and slumberous.
His heart was beating fast, his groin hard and heavy. He doubted he would last all that long this first time. He settled between her legs, his weight on his elbows. He bent and kissed her softly. “This may hurt, I’m sorry. It will be better next time, I promise.” His voice strained, hoarse with a desire he was barely able to control.
She nodded, and he reached between them to position his cock at her entrance. Notching it in place, he took a breath and pushed. There was a little resistance and she gasped, he pushed again, and the resistance gave, and he slid inside her tight wet heat.
He groaned, closing his eyes.So good!
Resisting the overpowering urge to push deeper, to thrust hard, he held still and opened his eyes. He searched her face for signs of pain. Her expression was strangely blank.
