And she said, “I understand...” And she said, “Oh...” a good many times. And she whispered, “Chas...” even more times.
He did fit, as he had promised. And after she adjusted to his invasion, the feel of him was a marvelous thing. She cried in little gasps, her emotions were so high.
So were his, for he’d never had a virgin before, and he was very tender and sweet to her.
Their bodies filmed with sweat as he carefully led her through the paths of love, as he patiently took her with him, to the heightening plateaus, and to that ultimate peak to paradise.
She gasped in astonishment and clutched at him in the sweet, tumultuous madness that rocked them to their cores. It was the ultimate burst of sensation, and they fell slowly back onto their bed, leaving them limp and spent.
Eventually she murmured, “No wonder men hunt women. No wonder women are learning to do that, too.”
“This was special.” The old hand instructed the new girl. He lifted to his elbows and looked down at her in the lamp’s light.
In her innocence, she asked, “Isn’t it always like that?”
“It’s always nice. But it’s seldom like that. That was amazing.”
“Wow. And I made it the first time.” She grinned up at him.
“It might be only with me.” He felt an odd possessiveness rising in him.
She laughed in a murmur of M ‘s. Then she told him, “You are terrific.”
“You’re amazing. I can’t believe this happened.”
Just then, she heard the swelling sound from the TV and looked at the screen to see: The End! “The movie’s over! We’ve been all this time!”
“Yes.”
She murmured vaguely, “I wonder how it ended.”
“Fabulously.” He put a hand to her head and leaned to kiss her cheek.
She smiled gently. “I’m glad you were my first.”
“Amy...”
She confessed openly, “I’m going to put a mark inside my closet to keep track. You’ll be my first mark. I don’t want to notch my bedpost. Mother would think I was cutting new teeth.”
She burst into laughter. “I guess I am at that! This was wonderful! Thank you.” She reached up her arms and hugged him to her, then she gave him a rather sassy, free and easy, smacking kiss.
“Amy...” His deep voice had taken on a cautioning tone.
“Is that too bold? I probably should be shy? I can’t! This is absolutely the most marvelous thing I’ve ever done in my entire life!”
Still lying under him, she flung her arms out from her sides. “I feel like I’m in a candy shop and can’t decide which kind to try next! I suppose I could just go out and tell men, ‘Line up and I’ll choose.’” She laughed over the picture of her doing such a crazy thing.
But Chas was appalled. He said, “Amy— ” for about the fifth time. But he didn’t know what he wanted to say after that. They’d just had a world-class sexual encounter with a shared climax! That came so rarely as to be remarkable, but he didn’t know this woman under him.
How could he lock himself into a permanent relationship with a woman he’d just met? He said, “Amy...” again. Then he kissed her, because he was going to move from her, and he wanted to do it nicely.
But she exuberantly wrapped her arms around him again and kissed him back.
His desire stirred.
That too seldom happened after so complete a release. She was remarkable.
She was as frisky as a pup, as delightful as one. She was maddening as a delicious woman, and again irresistible. And he made love to her again, but without taking them to completion.
* * *
They tumbled and laughed and teased and taunted. They coupled and parted. It was fun.
When they lay panting, resting, she said in a disgruntled way, “I’ve wasted a lot of time being so pure.”
“No!” his voice was harsh when he’d planned only to be firm. “It’s because you’ve behaved yourself that you have this delight. If you’d been sleeping around, by now it would all be stale and quite routine.”
“Really?” With no
He did fit, as he had promised. And after she adjusted to his invasion, the feel of him was a marvelous thing. She cried in little gasps, her emotions were so high.
So were his, for he’d never had a virgin before, and he was very tender and sweet to her.
Their bodies filmed with sweat as he carefully led her through the paths of love, as he patiently took her with him, to the heightening plateaus, and to that ultimate peak to paradise.
She gasped in astonishment and clutched at him in the sweet, tumultuous madness that rocked them to their cores. It was the ultimate burst of sensation, and they fell slowly back onto their bed, leaving them limp and spent.
Eventually she murmured, “No wonder men hunt women. No wonder women are learning to do that, too.”
“This was special.” The old hand instructed the new girl. He lifted to his elbows and looked down at her in the lamp’s light.
In her innocence, she asked, “Isn’t it always like that?”
“It’s always nice. But it’s seldom like that. That was amazing.”
“Wow. And I made it the first time.” She grinned up at him.
“It might be only with me.” He felt an odd possessiveness rising in him.
She laughed in a murmur of M ‘s. Then she told him, “You are terrific.”
“You’re amazing. I can’t believe this happened.”
Just then, she heard the swelling sound from the TV and looked at the screen to see: The End! “The movie’s over! We’ve been all this time!”
“Yes.”
She murmured vaguely, “I wonder how it ended.”
“Fabulously.” He put a hand to her head and leaned to kiss her cheek.
She smiled gently. “I’m glad you were my first.”
“Amy...”
She confessed openly, “I’m going to put a mark inside my closet to keep track. You’ll be my first mark. I don’t want to notch my bedpost. Mother would think I was cutting new teeth.”
She burst into laughter. “I guess I am at that! This was wonderful! Thank you.” She reached up her arms and hugged him to her, then she gave him a rather sassy, free and easy, smacking kiss.
“Amy...” His deep voice had taken on a cautioning tone.
“Is that too bold? I probably should be shy? I can’t! This is absolutely the most marvelous thing I’ve ever done in my entire life!”
Still lying under him, she flung her arms out from her sides. “I feel like I’m in a candy shop and can’t decide which kind to try next! I suppose I could just go out and tell men, ‘Line up and I’ll choose.’” She laughed over the picture of her doing such a crazy thing.
But Chas was appalled. He said, “Amy— ” for about the fifth time. But he didn’t know what he wanted to say after that. They’d just had a world-class sexual encounter with a shared climax! That came so rarely as to be remarkable, but he didn’t know this woman under him.
How could he lock himself into a permanent relationship with a woman he’d just met? He said, “Amy...” again. Then he kissed her, because he was going to move from her, and he wanted to do it nicely.
But she exuberantly wrapped her arms around him again and kissed him back.
His desire stirred.
That too seldom happened after so complete a release. She was remarkable.
She was as frisky as a pup, as delightful as one. She was maddening as a delicious woman, and again irresistible. And he made love to her again, but without taking them to completion.
* * *
They tumbled and laughed and teased and taunted. They coupled and parted. It was fun.
When they lay panting, resting, she said in a disgruntled way, “I’ve wasted a lot of time being so pure.”
“No!” his voice was harsh when he’d planned only to be firm. “It’s because you’ve behaved yourself that you have this delight. If you’d been sleeping around, by now it would all be stale and quite routine.”
“Really?” With no
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