He leaned to her side, and with one arm round her back, and the other reached behind her thighs, he scooped her up easily in his arms…..she let out a gasp and threw her arms around his neck, as he cradled her across his muscular chest…… He carried her around to the side of the bed, and eased her down like she was as light as a feather……
Elenor cast a brief look over to the far corner by the door……the little wooden slot silently opened……
She stretched her arms above her head, closed her eyes, and breathed deeply…….she heard him take off his shirt…….then his pants……she knew his naked and chiseled frame was just feet away………all apprehension and fear, now gone.
The bed creaked, and she felt the mattress bow as he lay next to her…….he took her in his arms again, and kissed her, but more deeply this time…….as he did so, she traced her fingertips down his chest……..over his rippled abs………and gently grasped his hardness……encircling it’s thick girth in her slender fingers……warm and throbbing to her touch……..she heard him moan in her mouth…….
Arron broke away from her mouth….. and traced his lips over the side of her neck…… slowly kissing his way down to her breasts……he took a nipple in his mouth…….gently sucking……….she heaved….. both breath and tension leaving her body……..
…….He continued kissing down……..her tummy……..her navel…….his fingers tracing down her flanks……to her waist………to her hips……..his lips followed behind……
His lips paused just below her navel………….
…….She lay still……feeling his hot breath there……..he heaved his bulk up………allowing her to slowly spread her legs………allowing her soft, smooth entrance to open before him like rose………the back of her thighs resting over his broad shoulders……..he kissed his way up the inside of her legs……..to the moist spot where they met……and when he took her mouth, her back arched, she grabbed the back of his head, his buzz cut hair between her fingers…..clamping him onto her……and, eyes wide, she softly cried out, as his lips and tongue lifted her on a beautiful wave of ecstasy…..
Was it minutes….. or an age……..time became meaningless……..her body writhed beneath his tongue…..as it devoured the wetness flowing from within her.
No one had told her it would be like this…..Not Madaline, not Helga, not any of the older girls……that it was possible to be so lost in a moment of pleasure…..and a single tear rolling off the side of her face…..
She felt the weight shift again, as he slowly started kissing his way back up…….and then froze rigid.
She opened her eyes……..his expression….completely mortified with shock…
“Oh my god honey!”…….he pushed himself away…… tenderly wiping the tears with the back of his hand… “I’m so sorry”, he gasped….. “Are you Ok?”
She saw his adorable concern, sniffed away another tear, and giggled…..
“No, noooo!” she beamed, “No, it’s not like that at all…..it’s just……”, she sighed…….. “Don’t stop….please don’t stop” and pulled his mouth back down on to hers……
He positioned himself deep between her wide open thighs…..Her arms under his, clasping his back…..her legs wrapped around his waist…….heels resting on his rock hard buttocks….
The tip of his hardness pressed gently against her soft wet entrance………….
Her mouth wide agape……..Eyes screwed tightly shut in a contorted face…….. He slid deliberately, and deeply into her…….she winced at the acute pain, as he took her…….a brief spurt, that made her let out a soft squeal……..and then nothing but the heat of his hardness, as is pressed up deep inside her…..
It was like a wave………only starting from a central point………….like the ripples from a rock dropped into a mill pond………
With each thrust it built upon itself…….inexorably rising in tempo……until all restraint and inhibitions were lost………..the build up…….her nails dug deep into his back……..he let out a deep grunting gasp, hot breath on the side of her neck, and she let out a silent scream as he exploded deep within her.
The merciless pleasure coursing through her body like an cascading electrical storm. As they both fought for breath….. and she could not hold back the tears of sheer joy…..
……..They lay there. Locked together in the gently heaving aftermath……..
“Thankyou”…..she whispered, sniffing softly through her tears…. “Thankyou, for being so gentle and kind”…….
Elenor and Steven were married three weeks later. The entire Colony attended the ceremony in the chapel, which was beautifully decorated with a fall theme, with yellow, reds, and browns. Her elder sister was her maid of honor, and her younger sister the flower girl…..
Their daughter, Ruth, was born the following spring.
Steven was everything she dreamed he would be; both a loving and attentive husband and father…..but there were times, on rare occasions…..she would wistfully look to where the horizon met the sky, and thought of him…….