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the clock and wished it was later in the evening so we could

go upstairs.

He lightly kissed my cheek. I turned my head so he

would kiss me on the lips. His lips met mine and I wrapped

my arms around his shoulders, thoroughly enjoying the

desire flowing through me. He deepened the kiss. I sensed

his pleasure and passion for me as his hands continued

their intimate search on my body.

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He gently pul ed away, his breathing shal ow. “If I

keep going, I won"t be able to stop.”

As much as I wanted to keep going, I knew he was

right. We would wait until my parents were asleep.

He went back to his side of the sink and picked up

the towel. He took a deep breath to calm down and held out

his hand. “I"m ready for the next dish.”

I could only nod as I turned back to the sink and

finished washing the pan. I handed it to him, surprised that

my hands were shaking.

“You didn"t answer my question,” he stated as he ran

the towel over the pan. “What do you find attractive in

men?”

“It"s what attracts me to you. I like your shoulders.

They"re strong and broad. Sometimes I watch you as you

take care of the horses. I can see your muscles move under

your shirt if you"re not wearing a vest or a coat.”

“You"ve been admiring me when I wasn"t looking?”

I chuckled at his appalled expression. I knew he was

joking. “Yes. And not just the shoulders,” I admitted,

deciding this game was fun.

“What else?”

I glanced at him. “Well, your pajamas are a little

tight.”

He rolled his eyes. “I know. I picked the wrong size

at the store.”

“That"s your opinion. I take peeks when you"re not

looking.”

“I feel naked.”

I could tell he didn"t mind being ogled.

“I can"t wait for tonight.”

I shared his enthusiasm but didn"t voice it. Instead, I

turned my attention back to the dishes.

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Todd’s Point of View

That night, once her parents were asleep and I

finished my usual chores, I quietly walked past my old room.

It felt good to not sleep in there anymore.

It felt strange not to knock, but I reminded myself that

she was expecting me. It was
our
bedroom now. I opened

the door. The kerosene lamp resting on the dresser lit up

the room in a soft glow. She stood by the window in her

nightgown. Heat swelled in my groin and I resisted the urge

to hide my arousal. We were about to have sex, so there

was no longer the need to hide my attraction for her. I shut

the door and smiled at her.

“Should I come to you or would you like to come to

me?” I tried to sound playful but it was hard to concentrate

on anything but how great she looked. The nightgown didn"t

hide the curve of her breasts and hips as much as the

dresses did.

“I thought I would show you my treasures first.” Her

voice was soft. “I"ve been hoping for this night for awhile

now.”

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“Why didn"t you tell me?”

“I tried. I didn"t come right out and say it. Do you

remember that day you lost your job at the bank and we

were in the barn?”

I nodded.

“I told you I wanted you to come to my room.”

My eyes widened. “I thought you wanted firewood.”

“The firewood was nice but it wasn"t what I real y

wanted. I won"t make you decode my messages for now on.

I should have just said it but wasn"t sure how.”

I feel so stupid. Why didn’t I get that when she said

it?
“That"s it, Ann. I don"t care who comes to the door or if

the house burns down. I"ve wanted you for so long, it"s

been driving me insane.” I locked the door. “We"re not

leaving the room until we consummate this marriage.”

She smiled. “I wasn"t the one who interrupted us

before. I want this too.”

This I liked to hear. She wanted me. That was the

crucial part of this night. I was glad I waited for her to be

ready.

She cleared her throat and took off her nightgown,

letting the cotton fabric fall to her feet.

I beheld her beauty for a moment. Never in my

wildest dreams could I have pictured her like this. Her round

breasts with the taut pink nipples, her slender waist, and the

patch of dark hair... She was perfect, and I was about to

make love to her. I would finally get a chance to explore her

the way I"d wanted to since we got married.

I forced my feet forward, aware that I suddenly felt

nervous. I took a deep breath to calm the wild beating of my

heart. It didn"t work. “You are beautiful.”

She gave a soft smile and peered up at me through

her thick lashes. “It"s your turn.”

My hands slightly shook as I removed my clothes,

aware that she was watching and not sure if that excited me

or scared me. I"d never been naked in front of anyone since

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I was old enough to bathe myself. I stood in front of her, my

pulse racing as her gaze swept over me. I cleared my throat

and asked, “What do you think?”

Her face turned a pretty shade of pink. “I like what I

see.”

I cupped her face in my hands and gave her a

chaste kiss. “I love you, Ann. I"m going to spend the rest of

my life showing you how much.”

I lifted her in my arms and carried her to the bed. It

suddenly occurred to me that I had no idea how to make

love to her. I knew the mechanics of it because of the

stories I heard from the older boys in school. But this was

really happening for me and it was with Ann. I wondered if

she would enjoy it. I hoped so. I wanted to please her.

I settled next to her, lying on my side so I could take

in her naked body. She was amazing. Every part of her

captivated me. My fingers brushed her cheek. It was a

familiar action, and right now a familiar action made me feel

like I knew what I was doing.

She turned to me, pressing those wonderful curves

into my flesh. She was soft and smooth. My breath caught

in my throat. Her abdomen cushioned my erection, sending

an unexpected thrill through me. If this was a foretaste of

what was to come, then making love had to be the best

thing I was ever going to experience.

“Tell me what you want,” I said in a husky voice I

didn"t recognize.

“Kiss me.”

She didn"t have to make that request twice. I

lowered my head to hers and obeyed. The kiss started out

as a gentle one. I parted my lips and she did the same,

allowing me to taste her. Our kiss deepened and I shifted

against her. She was, without a doubt, the most exquisite

woman in the world. I could happily kiss her for the rest of

my life, but my body wanted more. I wondered if hers did

too.

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I slid an arm under her to support her weight. Her

hands rested against my chest, her fingers a bit ticklish but

also sensual. My hand cupped her breast which was just as

soft as I remembered from having touched it before. I

groaned. My shyness was slowly slipping away as my

desire for her intensified. I traced the length of her side,

covering the dip of her waist and the rise of her hip and the

strength of her thigh. She was incredibly made, and she

was mine. All mine to cherish and enjoy.

She moaned and rubbed her leg against mine,

sending shivers through me. I wanted to enter her right

then. But I was determined to take it slow, to learn her and

savor each moment. All of it was terrific.

I turned her on her back so I could have better

access to her body. My mouth left hers and descended to

her neck. Her arms wrapped around me, the palms of her

hands pressing into my back. I nuzzled her neck, taking in

the wonderful smell of the lilac soap she used when she had

bathed after dinner. I groaned as I pictured her wet and

naked in the metal tub. Now that I knew what she looked

like naked, I could visualize it. And I liked it.

“Oh Ann. You"re so very beautiful.”

My words barely came out as a whisper. I wanted to

both feel her and taste her. I took the time to study her

curves, taking time to caress the full length of her body,

spending more time on her breasts. I kissed them and

cupped them in the palms of my hands, my thumbs brushing

the hardened nipples. With a soft sigh, she shifted and

spread her legs. I took the invitation and settled my anxious

body between her thighs. I leaned back so my hungry eyes

could take in her figure.

I massaged her legs that rested against my waist,

and I worked my hands up her thighs, pausing a moment

over the center of her womanhood. Holding off on entering

her, which was proving more difficult with each passing

minute, I knelt in front of her. I wanted to taste this part of

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her and see it up close. I bent down. With feathery

touches, I traced the yielding folds of her softness. She was

a wonder to learn. I ran my tongue along her, enjoying her

unique taste and scent. It was her. A very intimate part.

And I liked it.

I gave a slight smile as she squirmed against me and

ran her fingers through my hair. I realized that she enjoyed

this. I returned to sitting in front of her so that I could better

explore her with my fingers, to get an idea of how I should

enter her. I didn"t wish to hurt her. I heard the first time

could be difficult for a woman. I wished to give her as much

ease into the consummation as possible. I found the flesh

beneath the curls and fingered it.

She encouraged me to explore her, and I was more

than happy to oblige her. I slipped a finger inside her and

groaned at how warm and wet her flesh was. It was more

amazing than I imagined. I knew it would feel good but had

no idea just how incredible it would be.

She arched her back. “Don"t stop.”

Excited because she liked what I was doing, I slid in

a second finger and stroked her. Her whimpers of pleasure

served to push away the lingering doubts I had, and I

became firm in my movements. I explored the area around

the opening. When my thumb found her sensitive nub, she

gave out a louder moan. I slid a third finger into her, noting

the tightness at what I suspected was her hymen. I glanced

at her, wondering if I should take the third finger out but she

moved her hips against me, giving my three fingers full

access to her.

I watched her as I caressed her nub with my thumb

while my fingers continued to stroke her. Seeing her naked

and touching her was sexually pleasing but seeing her

receiving pleasure from what I was doing proved to be the

most stimulating thing I"d ever witnessed. Her breathing

came faster and she moved against me in a rhythm until she

let out a final cry. Her tender flesh clenched around my

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fingers. I stilled my movements and waited as the

contractions lessened. Her body relaxed.

Having satisfied her, I removed my fingers and

entered her. She was a little tight, and her stiffening against

me made me go still.

“Ann?” I asked, forcing myself to remain still in case

she was hurt.

“Keep going,” she whispered. “Fil me.”

I didn"t need further prompting. Wishing to prolong

the tingling sensation mounting in me, I slowly moved back

only to slide further in. Her flesh yielded to me, surrounding

me and clenching around me. She groaned again and

tightened her hold on my arms. Her legs wrapped around

my waist and drew me as far as I could go. Any semblance

of self-control departed. All I could think of was how

amazing she felt. I increased the momentum of my

movements, each thrust driving me closer to the brink of

heaven. Her moans blended with mine until she let out

another cry, her flesh clenching around my arousal, and I