As soon as Madra felt Lance’s lips touch her own, she thought that her knees would give from under her. Shivers ran down her spine and she sank into his arms. Almost unconsciously, she parted her lips slightly and Lance’s tongue slipped into her mouth. The sensations their kiss was causing shocked Madra back to reality. She quickly pulled away and kept her head down. She knew that if she looked at him again, she’d get lost in his eyes.
But Lance wasn’t going to be put off that easily. He’d liked the fact that she’d become pliant under his touch. “Don’t walk away from me Madra.” He commanded and pulled her back against him. He held her face close to his and whispered, “I’ve waited too long for this.” Not waiting for a response, he captured her lips again. Before long, Lance pulled back for fear of taking her right there in the grass. “Go to the house and wait for me. I have to put this horse up.”
Madra was too stunned to say anything else. Her heart was pounding and the blood was coursing through her veins at lightning speed. She was tingling all over too. She’d never imagined that a simple kiss could make a person feel the way she was feeling at that moment. She walked towards the house in a daze, not thinking about protesting or putting up a fight. Maybe she had waited to long to let him love her. She deserved love and it seemed as if she would get it shortly.
Lance didn’t mind admitting to himself that he was acting like a young boy in heat, but at the moment he didn’t care. His wife finally seemed willing to let him introduce her to real pleasure, and he wasn’t about to let that chance slip away. He stabled the young colt quickly and stalked into the house, half expecting her to meet him at the door with a pistol. He looked around cautiously, and not seeing her, continued to their bedroom. That was where he found her. She was standing in the middle of the floor, biting her fingernails and looking like a lost child. She looked up at him and he was glad to see desire still shining in her eyes. But there was a lot more uncertainty than lust, or love, whichever the case may be.
“I’m not going to hurt you Madra.” He said softly, trying to contain his desire to rip her clothes right off her body. He reminded himself that this was the first time she would experience physical love and that he needed to be as gentle as possible with her fragile emotions.
“I know that.” Came her whispered reply. “I’m just a little scared.”
“It’s alright. Just trust me and I promise that you won’t be scared for long.” Lance assured her. He closed the remaining distance between them and opened his arms.
Madra believed that Lance cared for her in some way, possibly even loved her. And he hadn’t given her a reason to distrust him thus far, so she would carry that trust as far as it would go. Shrugging off her fear, she stepped into the circle of his arms and let the sensations over come her.
Lance sighed deeply at the feeling of her curves pressed against his body. Even through the many layers of fabric and corset, he could feel her heart beat quicken. It was going to take every ounce of his will power to take it slow with her, but he would even if it killed him.
He captured her gaze and lowered his lips to hers. This time, she parted her lips almost immediately, inviting him to slip his tongue inside her mouth. Lance obliged eagerly, wanting nothing more than to taste her once again.
Madra thought that she would faint because of the sensations Lance’s kiss was sending through her heated body. For once, she decided not to be stubborn and to let him show her what true pleasure was. Made more brazen by her lust, she raised her small hands to undo the buttons of his shirt. She longed to touch the body she’d only glimpsed in the clearing.
Lance stood as still as possible and let her hands wander over his chest and arms. She seemed to be testing her own personal boundaries and he wasn’t about to stop her. He just hoped that he could hold out long enough to satisfy them both. When she paused, he took the initiative and started to undo the long row of buttons down the back of her dress. It seemed like she started to shy away, but then made herself stand still and allow him the same liberties that she had taken. When he had the dress undone, he slipped it easily over her head, leaving her in her corset and pantalets. Stopping only for a fraction of a second, he disposed of those as well. Unable to keep from staring, he drank in the sight of her nakedness displayed before him.
“You are so beautiful.” He whispered gruffly. Then before she had a chance to changer her mind, he removed the rest of his own clothing and swept her into his arms. He walked gingerly to the bed and deposited her among the comforter and pillows.
Madra could feel her skin burn beneath Lance’s heated gaze. Her senses seemed to be intensified by the never before experienced feelings that were raging through her. Her excitement overcame the unsureness she’d felt only moments ago. She felt a need for fulfillment deep inside and knew that Lance could live up to that.
Lance was being painstakingly patient with Madra, and admired her openness as well. It seemed that she had taken his plea for her trust seriously and had indeed given it to him. He wasn’t going to let her down either. He crawled across the bed and positioned himself above her. He drank in every inch of her curvaceous body with his eyes and his hands. He ran his palms over her full breast and reveled in the small moans that escaped her lips. Unable to hold back any longer, he entered her slowly, gave her time to adjust, then started moving carefully.
The feeling of Lance inside her caused even more fantastic sensations to
course through Madra’s body. It
had hurt for a few seconds, but what came after the pain was better than she
could ever have imagined. It
wasn’t long before she started moving in rhythm with him.
Once Madra began moving her hips in time with his, Lance thought that he could die a happy man right then. He’d been with numerous women, but none of those experiences compared to the love he was sharing with his wife at that moment. Startled that he thought of the word love, he realized that he did love her. She captured his heart, body, and soul and there was nothing that he could do about it. Not that he wanted to. He was perfectly happy being in love and put all of his energy into his lovemaking. Not wanting to make her sore, Lance quickened his thrusts, resisting his own climax until she called out his name. He followed her seconds after and collapsed on top of her. After their breathing slowed, he moved away and held her tight in the crook of his arm until she fell asleep.
Chapter 10 coming soon