Adv of Miss Lilly's Tavern...14

His mouth brushed against hers, his tongue gently licking at her lips for
entrance.  When she finally opened her mouth, he thrust his tongue deep
inside.  She made a noise deep in her throat, but the deep plunging of his
tongue sent quivers of excitement through her body.

When he lifted his head, both of them were breathing heavily.  She could feel
his hand still holding on to her breast, her heart pounding beneath the skin.

"I want you to try and forget everything anybody ever told you about wedding
nights.  Except me, of course.  And I'm going to make you feel as good as I
can.  Okay?"

She nodded.  "Would you kiss me again?"

His grin melted against her mouth.  "My pleasure."

She felt those same quivers again as their lips met.  But this time, while his
tongue was plundering her mouth, his hand was moving on her breast, kneading
and squeezing the flesh there.  Her breast felt so hot and tight.  She gasped
as he gently pinched the tip, before she arched her back against his caress.

He chuckled at her response.  "You see.  There's nothing wrong with touchin'. 
Why don't you touch me?"

Her hands tentatively reached out to his lightly furred chest.  "Where?"

He chuckled again as he pressed his manhood against her hip.  "Well, that's
okay for starters.  But I can think of someplace else."

Then his mouth came down on hers and she was lost in the sensations.  After
long minutes, his lips traveled down her throat, across her right breast and
fastened on one nipple.

She gasped and immediately her hands flew to his head.  But she wasn't sure if
she should hold him there or yank his head away.  Remembering what he'd said
about making her feel good, she let him remain, suckling at her nipple.  

The feelings this aroused were different, frightening.  She moved against his
body, wanting to feel more of his bare skin against hers.

One of his hands wandered down across her belly, sliding between her thighs. 
She gasped.  What was his hand doing down there?  Mama had caught her once
with her hand between her legs and beaten her until she couldn't sit down for
a week.

She kept her thighs clenched tightly together.  Maybe if she didn't part her
legs, he would touch someplace else.

Jake raised his head from her breast.  "Let me in, Kelly," he murmured.  "It's
okay.  I won't hurt you."

A little at a time, she let her thighs relax, until he slipped one hand
between them.  Pushing her thighs wider apart, his whole palm covered the
entire area down there.

She could feel the heat of his skin, even through her undergarments.  It was
enough to make her stiffen again, but she slowly relaxed as he switched
breasts, suckling at her other nipple.

After long moments, he slid her undergarments off, rendering her completely
nude under the covers.  Then his hand returned to the apex of her thighs.  But
this time, he didn't just cover the area, he slid one finger into the wet
folds of her flesh.

She shivered, as his fingertip touched a sensitive nerve down there.  Then he
was rhythmically stroking her flesh.  Unbidden, she began to move against his
hand, seeking the pleasurable feelings that his hand was bringing her. 
Between his lips on her breast and his hand between her legs, he had the heat
in her body, growing.  She thrashed against the pillows, wanting something to
keep the pleasure from growing so swiftly.

Then Jake removed his hand and moved his body between her spread thighs.  He
lifted his head from her tight nipple and kissed her.

"Now, this is gonna hurt.  But only for a moment and I'll try and make it as
easy as possible, okay?"

She nodded, wondering if she would ever feel those incredible sensations
again.

Reaching a hand down between their bodies, he guided his manhood to the wet
folds of the flesh between her thighs.  Something hard and hot nudged at her
and she felt a flash of something wonderful zing through her body.

Then Jake was sliding his shaft into her body.  At first, it felt slightly
uncomfortable.  Kind of a full feeling.  But as she relaxed, she grew used to
it.  Then he stopped, holding himself perfectly still inside her.

"Hold on tight to me, Kelly," he whispered.  "I'm going to break through now."

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