A Cold Wife, Sweet Husband - Chapter 74:Seek permission
I’m sorry I gave you such a hard time, she spoke, her voice low and uncertain. Her gaze lowered to where her hand remained on his chest.
You’re with me now. That’s all that matters. Before she could respond, he kissed her. She thought he might start kissing her on her neck as he’d done before, but he didn’t. He let his lips linger on hers, and she enjoyed that.
They spent a couple of minutes just kissing each other. Sometimes, he’d let his lips brush hers and at other times, his tongue would seek permission to interlace with hers. And as their kissing continued, her nerves eased and she became aware of a building tension settling between her thighs.
When he did end their kissing, she heard his raspy breathing and knew hers mirrored his. She groaned as he lowered his head and nibbled at her earlobe. The very tips of her toes tingled with delight.
He rolled her onto her back and kissed her again, this time his lips were more demanding, but she felt the growing need swelling inside her so she liked his insistence. He moved closer to her, pressing that male part of him that she’d caught sight of while he bathed. Somehow, it seemed intimidating now that it was so close to her flesh.
She forced aside her spike of apprehension as he caressed her breast. He still kissed her, and she heard his low groan as it rumbled from his throat. He made her feel good. Her skin tingled with a desire for more of his touch and more of his kisses.
He treated her as if she were precious as if she were the most person in the world, and she realized that, to him, she was. She readily parted her legs for him when his hand lowered to the mound of curls between them. She squeezed his biceps, willing him to continue so she’d know what his touch would feel like on her tender flesh.
He obeyed her silent command and caressed her. She sighed and arched her back, opening herself up to the thrilling sensations that spread through her. He stopped kissing her mouth and let his lips brush her neck.
How can I please you, Jessica? Tell me what to do.No longer shy, she took his hand and guided his fingers into her. His groan emboldened her, for she knew he liked this too. Then she took his thumb and moved it in deliberate circular motions on her sensitive nub.
Yes, she whispered and released his hand. This feels good. He continued doing as she had instructed and she gave herself to the feel of it, letting her mind focus on the mounting pleasure coursing through her.
It was part of the blessing of the marital bed, and when her release came, Jessica silently thanked God for making her body able to receive such pleasure.
As her flesh clenched around his fingers, she cried out, pressing him closer to her. Shortly afterward, the peak faded into a lingering satisfied feeling.
Make me your wife, she whispered, still breathing hard. He removed his hand and eased his body on top of hers. The tip of his erection pressed against her entrance, and she widened her legs and raised her hips to take him in.
He moaned and pressed forward, tentative in his movement. She was a little tight, but for some reason, it felt both pleasurable and painful at the same time. She raised her hips and wiggled closer to him. I want you, she murmured.
I don’t want to hurt you, he said, his voice raspy. You aren’t. That seemed to be all the encouragement he needed, for then he thrust forward and she gasped. Even though it stung, it was wonderful too.
He filled her, and she had never felt more feminine in her entire life. Wanting to give him the same pleasure he’d given her, she wrapped her legs around him, moving him deeper into her. When he found his release, she held onto him, noting the way his muscles grew taut.
When he collapsed in her arms, she kissed his neck. It was a wonderful experience, she realized, and it made her feel closer to him than she’d ever been with anyone in her entire life.
I love you, Leo. Through his heavy breathing, he whispered, I love you. And there they remained in each other’s arms, content to silently share the moment that bonded them as man and wife.