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Cassie, who is the doctor, but Rebecca is one of the smartest people I know.”
“She told you that, did she?” Johnny asked with a smile. “Becky got all of the brains in the family. She graduated Magna Cum Laude from UT while Cassie did the same at Tulane. They were a rough act for me to follow in the Marshall schools. I’m glad they couldn’t go to A&M. At least I wasn’t under their shadow there.
“By the way, Laura, Cassie has accepted a chair at the Texas Medical Center in Houston. You will probably meet her before long.”
“I’ll look forward to picking her brain about you,” she said.
“Son, you don’t have a chance. We both live in a world dominated by the women,” her father said.
Laura’s front porch…
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled his head down and kissed him. “You were a big hit. They really liked you. Papa clams up when he doesn’t like someone, and he doesn’t suffer fools. I was proud of you.
After a long, slow, passionate kiss, Laura looked up and said, “Would you like to come in for a while?”
“Yes, I would like that,” Johnny said, his voice full of desire.
Laura stood, took his hand, opened the door and led the way to her apartment. Closing the door, she turned into his arms. She looked straight into his eyes and said, “I would like for you to…”
C hapter 12: Consumated Love
“…make love to me, Jonathon.”
She led the way down the hall to her bedroom. “I would like for you to undress me,” she said, and turned her back to him, then lifted her arms above her head.
With trembling fingers, Jonathon began unhooking the loops on the back of her dress. He lifted the unbuttoned garment over her head and laid it across the boudoir chair. He then peeled the next layer and discarded it. Standing in front of him, clad in her chemise and pantaloons, she unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the chair. She pulled his shirt over his head and laid it on top of the shirt.
Standing bare chested, he removed her chemise, then pulled her against his chest. Her breasts crushed against him, the nipples searing his chest, he kissed her deeply. A kiss she returned with fervor. Holding her at arm's length, he said, “I want to look at you.”
She did a slow pirouette, her pert breasts, as fine as the whitest marble. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world,” he said, his voice ragged with emotion.
“Now you,” she said, and unbuckled his pants, letting them fall to the floor. She peeled his shorts down and he stepped out of them. He turned slowly in a full circle. She pressed against him. “Make love to me.”
She pulled back the covers on the bed and lay down looking up into his face. He reached into the pocket of his trousers. She heard a tearing sound, then another sound as he sheathed himself.
“Jonathon, be gentle. You’re the first.”
Startled by the revelation, he asked, “Laura, are you sure? Are you really sure you want to do this? The first time is a special time.”
“I’m sure. I love you and I want you to make love to me. Now.”
Gently, he tenderly made love to her, wincing as she cried out with pain. Afterward, as they lay in each other’s arms, he said, “Laura, I love you with all my heart. I’ve been such a fool and you just gave me the greatest gift a woman can give a man.”
Slowly, they made love again. “It wasn’t as painful as the first time,” she said. “Hold me tight, and tell me again what you said. I want to hear it again just to be sure I heard you correctly the first time.”
“I love you, Laura Ingram.” They fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Before dawn, he got out of the bed and began dressing. After he pulled up his pants, he faced the bed. She was awake and watching him. “I wish you didn’t have to go. We’ve
“She told you that, did she?” Johnny asked with a smile. “Becky got all of the brains in the family. She graduated Magna Cum Laude from UT while Cassie did the same at Tulane. They were a rough act for me to follow in the Marshall schools. I’m glad they couldn’t go to A&M. At least I wasn’t under their shadow there.
“By the way, Laura, Cassie has accepted a chair at the Texas Medical Center in Houston. You will probably meet her before long.”
“I’ll look forward to picking her brain about you,” she said.
“Son, you don’t have a chance. We both live in a world dominated by the women,” her father said.
Laura’s front porch…
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled his head down and kissed him. “You were a big hit. They really liked you. Papa clams up when he doesn’t like someone, and he doesn’t suffer fools. I was proud of you.
After a long, slow, passionate kiss, Laura looked up and said, “Would you like to come in for a while?”
“Yes, I would like that,” Johnny said, his voice full of desire.
Laura stood, took his hand, opened the door and led the way to her apartment. Closing the door, she turned into his arms. She looked straight into his eyes and said, “I would like for you to…”
C hapter 12: Consumated Love
“…make love to me, Jonathon.”
She led the way down the hall to her bedroom. “I would like for you to undress me,” she said, and turned her back to him, then lifted her arms above her head.
With trembling fingers, Jonathon began unhooking the loops on the back of her dress. He lifted the unbuttoned garment over her head and laid it across the boudoir chair. He then peeled the next layer and discarded it. Standing in front of him, clad in her chemise and pantaloons, she unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the chair. She pulled his shirt over his head and laid it on top of the shirt.
Standing bare chested, he removed her chemise, then pulled her against his chest. Her breasts crushed against him, the nipples searing his chest, he kissed her deeply. A kiss she returned with fervor. Holding her at arm's length, he said, “I want to look at you.”
She did a slow pirouette, her pert breasts, as fine as the whitest marble. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world,” he said, his voice ragged with emotion.
“Now you,” she said, and unbuckled his pants, letting them fall to the floor. She peeled his shorts down and he stepped out of them. He turned slowly in a full circle. She pressed against him. “Make love to me.”
She pulled back the covers on the bed and lay down looking up into his face. He reached into the pocket of his trousers. She heard a tearing sound, then another sound as he sheathed himself.
“Jonathon, be gentle. You’re the first.”
Startled by the revelation, he asked, “Laura, are you sure? Are you really sure you want to do this? The first time is a special time.”
“I’m sure. I love you and I want you to make love to me. Now.”
Gently, he tenderly made love to her, wincing as she cried out with pain. Afterward, as they lay in each other’s arms, he said, “Laura, I love you with all my heart. I’ve been such a fool and you just gave me the greatest gift a woman can give a man.”
Slowly, they made love again. “It wasn’t as painful as the first time,” she said. “Hold me tight, and tell me again what you said. I want to hear it again just to be sure I heard you correctly the first time.”
“I love you, Laura Ingram.” They fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Before dawn, he got out of the bed and began dressing. After he pulled up his pants, he faced the bed. She was awake and watching him. “I wish you didn’t have to go. We’ve
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