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“Let me do this, Curly Sue. I need it,” I confess, making sure my fear and need is visible in my eyes.
Despite where we are, and the fact that I’ve got her naked before me, there isn’t anything sexual in my actions or about my touch. They’re methodical, clinical, as I strive to ensure that not even a miniscule speck of blood is evident on her smooth, velvety soft skin. At some point, I’m sure, through our union, we’ll have a more pleasurable shower, but now’s not the time.
“I understand,” she murmurs, her gaze never leaving mine.
My virginal bride hasn’t stopped blushing since we entered our en suite, and I undressed us both. She also hasn’t looked lower than my shoulders, which is probably not a bad thing considering that I’ve been harder than a rock ever since the last piece of my clothing dropped to the floor. I briefly wonder if she knows what to expect, and hope that maybe Shayne talked to her because I don’t see the nuns doling out information on sex, unless it’s to tell them to abstain.
While I’m not so misogynistic to expect my woman to be pure and innocent, there’s a certain sense of satisfaction deep in my soul because I’ll be her first, last, and only. Having been the second born son, I always got the rags-to-riches hand-me-downs, and while this isn’t the same thing, knowing Mera is mine first, and there was no one else before me? Yeah, I’m kind of being a caveman right now, without the club or beating of my chest. Hell, I wouldn’t even have the position I have if Julius hadn’t left to marry Ma and start the DreamCatchers.
“Curly Sue? We haven’t talked about this but there’s no time like the present,” I say, broaching a topic that I worry might upset her. It’s important, however, because as much as I want to start a family with her, I want it to just be us for a while.
“What do we need to talk about, Luca?” she asks.
“Do you… are you on any kind of birth control?” I manage to stammer out. No clue why I’m suddenly so nervous—I’ve faced men head on with little more than my necktie while they held weapons designed to decimate. Yet with her, I feel my softer side. “I mean, I know your beliefs, of course, but I don’t know if you want to follow them in that way.”
Her blush deepens until her cheeks are a deep, rosy pink. “Um, I have problems with my period sometimes, so I’ve been on the pill for several years now to regulate them and help control the issue.”
“What kind of problems and issues are we talking about here, Mera?” I question, worried about her physical health. Not like I can change anything like that for her, but in my mind, I want to vanquish anything and everything that could possibly hurt her.
“Um, really bad cramps and a heavy flow. I’m still kind of a mess during that time of the month. I curl up in a ball, and just want to be left alone until the aches subside. But it’s better with the birth control,” she confesses.
“Okay, it’s not good that you go through that, baby doll, but I’ll hopefully figure out how I can help you during that time,” I vow. I make a mental note and tuck it into my mind’s vault to do some research on the topic, because there’s no way my woman, mybrideis going to suffer if there’s anything I can do to prevent it. “I know we have to discuss it further down the road, but I presume you’ll want children?”
“Yeah, I know you’re older than me, but I’ve always wanted to be a mother, and the thought of having your babies thrills me half to death,” she claims. “But can it just be us for a little while?”
A woman after my own heart because she just spoke the words I’d thought in my mind. Instead of answering, I nod. “You ready to get out of here and get dried off?” I query. I’m positive there’s no more blood anywhere on her delectable body, and I’m ready to move on to our marital bed and commemorate our wedding night.
She grins, even as she reddens impossibly further, her gaze skittering down my body then quickly returning back to my eyes, causing me to chuckle. “Yeah, Curly Sue, that’s what you do to me. Have ever since I laid eyes on you,” I admit. “But even though I’m in this condition, if today, with Crumley’s bitch has distressed you, we’ll wait.” It’ll pain me, give me a raging case of the blue balls, but that’s easily rectified with a cold shower and rubbing one out. I won’t pressure her, even if the need to consummate our marriage is driving me to madness.
“Luca, I’m not going to lie and say I’m not a little bit nervous, because I don’t really know what to expect, but I’m sure you’ll take my skittishness away. And no, today didn’t mess with me too much, there was no way I was dying before I became your wife in every way,” she replies. Then, the little minx winks at me!
Damn, I love this woman more with each day that passes.
“Then let me help you, baby,” I murmur, stepping out of the shower and holding out my hand. She willingly steps out, and I grab a towel from the rack, and slowly, sensuously, dry her off before wrapping the towel around my waist, knotting it so it doesn’t fall off my hips before I’m ready for the great reveal.
Scooping her up, I stride out of the bathroom to the massive California king bed that takes center stage in the room. Depositing her gently in the middle, her skin now a delightful pink hue, I look my fill, and if the throbbing in my cock is any indication, I’m going to be very happy with our coupling.
* * *
Most of our kisses have been innocent by design because I wanted to honor her beliefs, but now, I won’t hold back. I can’t, I need her too bad. Crawling in so I’m nestled in next to her on the mattress, I maneuver her so we’re both laid out on our sides before I cup her face, and lower my head, my lips lightly brushing hers with a butterfly, fluttering touch.
“Luca,” she breathes out, her eyes wide as she feels my hardness sweep against her soft abdomen.
“I feel like I’ve waited forever to properly kiss you,” I admit, leaning down and breathing in her powdery scent. The courthouse kiss notwithstanding, we had an audience, so I tried to keep it as innocuous as possible. Leaning closer, I capture her lips with mine, and when she lets out a little sigh, slip my tongue inside so I can fully claim her angelic essence, stealing a bit of it for myself to hold onto during those times she’s not with me.
Long moments pass as my innocent bride kisses me back, but soon, it grows more heated, and I feel her legs start restlessly moving against mine. It’s time to take it to the next level—I just hope she’s ready because with each one of our shared touches, I lose more of my will-power to keep any sort of distance between us.
My hands begin caressing her until I’m cupping one of her swollen breasts in my hand. As my thumb brushes across her distended nipple, I see her eyes widen as she emits a small mewl of pleasure.
“Just wait, baby, this is just the beginning,” I warn, my voice full of assurance. Leaning down, I capture her nipple between my lips, then begin sucking and lightly nipping. “Feel good, Mera?”
“Oh, my word, yes,” she exclaims, undulating her hips, grinding against me. “I wish Shaynie had been able to tell me about this and the sensations that would be flowing through me without stammering and blushing.”
My interest piqued from the wonderment in her eyes, I lift my head, and ask, “Did she try to tell you about sex?”
She rolls her eyes and starts to incessantly giggle. “Well, she tried, but she was so busy mumbling and using her hands to express herself when she couldn’t coherently find the right words, that I ended up being more confused than anything else. Finally, she said I’d figure it out like she did, and then quickly left the room with a blush from ear to ear. Luca, I may not know the specifics, but Idoread, or at least I have since I’ve been here, so I know the logistics of how it’s supposed to work. So far, I’ve liked everything you’ve done to me, can’t you tell?”
I smirk at her. Looking into her innocent, doe-like eyes as they stare up at me, her lips swollen from my kisses, and her cheeks pink and flushed from my avid succor, I nod. “Yes, baby, I can tell. If there’s anything you don’t like, don’t hold back, tell me.”
