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no work you’ve done before. And it takes a lot of practice and a lot of courage. I’m not sure you’re ready for it.”
“No,” she protested, wide-eyed. “I am. If you’ll just teach me, I promise I will do whatever you wish.”
If you’ll just teach me... If she hadn’t said those words to him, he might have been able to resist. If she hadn’t said them so beautifully, with that perfect balance of eagerness and submission, he might have found the strength to say, no, not yet. You’re still too innocent to be used the way I want to use you. But she had said the words perfectly, and then, as if that wasn’t enough to break him, she’d followed with I promise I will do whatever you wish.
What could he do? Such words were impossible to withstand. So he put his hands on the coarse wool blanket she’d wrapped around herself and said, “All right. I’ll teach you, Caitlyn. If you’re absolutely sure you’re ready to learn.”
Chapter Six
He took the blanket from around her shoulders and laid it across his bed, so she stood before him clothed only in her shift. It was thin, fine linen and it left nothing to his imagination, but she seemed to believe it offered her some protection, because when he reached for the ties of it, she frowned.
“You are not ready,” he said.
“No, I am. But will I...will you...?”
“In this room, Caitlyn, when we are alone together, you will be unclothed. As soon as you enter this room you’ll bare yourself for me immediately, every time. Do you know why that is?”
“No,” she whispered, blushing furiously, but letting his fingers untie the ivory ribbons one by one.
“Because in this room, your body will belong to me. Your husband. And I will enjoy looking at it whenever and however I please.”
“Oh,” she said as he drew the flimsy garment away from her. By pure instinct, her hands sought to cover her breasts, her mons .
“And you will not hide yourself from me, of course. Wives do not do that. Not obedient wives, anyway.”
Slowly, her hands dropped to her sides.
“Let me look at you. You are a beautiful woman.”
“Am I?”
He didn’t answer. He couldn’t find the words. His hands basked on her skin, ran over the curve of her waist, the taut flatness of her belly, the hard tips of her aroused nipples. He ran his thumb over the dusky pink peaks and almost lost himself when she gasped and closed her eyes. Without thinking, he leaned over to take her in his mouth. First one lovely breast and then the other, laving and nibbling the treasures with his tongue and lips.
She moaned, her fingers scrabbling on his shoulders. “Oh, this isn’t work. This isn’t hard at all!”
He chuckled, releasing her. “There’s more to it than that, lovely girl. Go kneel by the window, in the moonlight, so I can take a long look at you.” She obeyed, looking over at him with breathless, aroused confusion.
“Like this?” she asked. Yes, like that. Submissive and open and sweet.
“Yes, very good. Keep your back straight and your chin up, and look at me. I’ll expect you to look at me when we’re...doing what husbands and wives do, so you’ll know what I want of you at all times.”
At that, he finally threw the bedclothes off and stood, walking towards her with his cock fisted in his hand. He could see she lost her nerve a little then, although she tried bravely not to show it. It wouldn’t surprise him at all if this was her first introduction to the aroused male anatomy. He stood before her in the moonlight, taking her chin in his hands.
“This is the hard part, and it may seem unnatural, but I want you to kiss me. There,” he said, indicating the part of his body she surely couldn’t miss.
“Yes...yes, sir.”
“Do you know how to kiss, Caitlyn? Have you ever been kissed by a man before?”
“No. Not actually.”
He pulled her up by her arms. He kissed her at length, gently at first, then more deeply. She shuddered and sighed,
“No,” she protested, wide-eyed. “I am. If you’ll just teach me, I promise I will do whatever you wish.”
If you’ll just teach me... If she hadn’t said those words to him, he might have been able to resist. If she hadn’t said them so beautifully, with that perfect balance of eagerness and submission, he might have found the strength to say, no, not yet. You’re still too innocent to be used the way I want to use you. But she had said the words perfectly, and then, as if that wasn’t enough to break him, she’d followed with I promise I will do whatever you wish.
What could he do? Such words were impossible to withstand. So he put his hands on the coarse wool blanket she’d wrapped around herself and said, “All right. I’ll teach you, Caitlyn. If you’re absolutely sure you’re ready to learn.”
Chapter Six
He took the blanket from around her shoulders and laid it across his bed, so she stood before him clothed only in her shift. It was thin, fine linen and it left nothing to his imagination, but she seemed to believe it offered her some protection, because when he reached for the ties of it, she frowned.
“You are not ready,” he said.
“No, I am. But will I...will you...?”
“In this room, Caitlyn, when we are alone together, you will be unclothed. As soon as you enter this room you’ll bare yourself for me immediately, every time. Do you know why that is?”
“No,” she whispered, blushing furiously, but letting his fingers untie the ivory ribbons one by one.
“Because in this room, your body will belong to me. Your husband. And I will enjoy looking at it whenever and however I please.”
“Oh,” she said as he drew the flimsy garment away from her. By pure instinct, her hands sought to cover her breasts, her mons .
“And you will not hide yourself from me, of course. Wives do not do that. Not obedient wives, anyway.”
Slowly, her hands dropped to her sides.
“Let me look at you. You are a beautiful woman.”
“Am I?”
He didn’t answer. He couldn’t find the words. His hands basked on her skin, ran over the curve of her waist, the taut flatness of her belly, the hard tips of her aroused nipples. He ran his thumb over the dusky pink peaks and almost lost himself when she gasped and closed her eyes. Without thinking, he leaned over to take her in his mouth. First one lovely breast and then the other, laving and nibbling the treasures with his tongue and lips.
She moaned, her fingers scrabbling on his shoulders. “Oh, this isn’t work. This isn’t hard at all!”
He chuckled, releasing her. “There’s more to it than that, lovely girl. Go kneel by the window, in the moonlight, so I can take a long look at you.” She obeyed, looking over at him with breathless, aroused confusion.
“Like this?” she asked. Yes, like that. Submissive and open and sweet.
“Yes, very good. Keep your back straight and your chin up, and look at me. I’ll expect you to look at me when we’re...doing what husbands and wives do, so you’ll know what I want of you at all times.”
At that, he finally threw the bedclothes off and stood, walking towards her with his cock fisted in his hand. He could see she lost her nerve a little then, although she tried bravely not to show it. It wouldn’t surprise him at all if this was her first introduction to the aroused male anatomy. He stood before her in the moonlight, taking her chin in his hands.
“This is the hard part, and it may seem unnatural, but I want you to kiss me. There,” he said, indicating the part of his body she surely couldn’t miss.
“Yes...yes, sir.”
“Do you know how to kiss, Caitlyn? Have you ever been kissed by a man before?”
“No. Not actually.”
He pulled her up by her arms. He kissed her at length, gently at first, then more deeply. She shuddered and sighed,
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