The Honeymoon part 2 (Mature)
#####################
Elizabeth felt her heart skip a beat as his words reverberated through her mind.
Bed. Together.
She knew rationally that the act was supposed to take place that way yet she had trouble making sense of it. She and Jack had always just been so natural together and had let what happened between them physically happen. Nothing had be predestined or planned. And yet, unintentionally, a wedding night always was. There were expectations.
As if sensing her thoughts, Jack reached down to take her hand in his and squeeze it as he rose to stand before her.
"Hey…no expectations and remember…you are in charge of anything that does or doesn't happen."
She gave him a shaky smile back and squeezed his hand back.
"I trust you implicitly Jack."
Jack swallowed. He knew she did and that was what made this night so difficult. Her trust of him was so complete and yet, he didn't quite feel he could trust himself if he got caught up in the feelings between them.
He let loose a breath.
"I put a small basin of water behind the screen for you if you'd like some privacy."
He pointed to where a small dressing screen had been erected in the corner near the end of the bed. She couldn't imagine that Bill would have need of one here and wondered if Jack had brought it up here for her benefit.
The thought of such kindness and goodness in this wonderful man before her warmed her heart and reminded her that whatever happened tonight, she was in good hands.
He led her over toward the screen and turned her hand loose with a small smile.
"I'm going to put the food away and get ready myself while you dress."
"Jack…" Her small voice made him turn back immediately.
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
His smile increased. "I love you too."
For the first time tonight, Jack felt it was all going to be fine.
##################
Jack pulled the shirt from his trousers and began to unbutton it. He hadn't given it much thought before now but he wondered if Elizabeth had rather he put on a night shirt than strip down to his underpants. He didn't know the answer so he finished unbuttoning it and left it loose. He turned his attention to his pants. Loosening his belt, he then unbuttoned his pants and let them slide down his legs leaving just his undershorts in place.
He let his gaze wander to the screen for a moment as he continued to hear rustling sounds. He briefly wondered if he should offer to help Elizabeth with anything and then thought better of it. She dressed herself for bed every night and would probably think him a clumsy oaf if he tried.
So, he folded his clothing by the bed, sat down on the soft mattress and leaned back against the feather pillow and waited.
Elizabeth stared at herself in she small mirror that leaned against the wall. Her hair fell over her shoulder as she took in the beautiful gown that Abigail had purchased her in the brightness of the candlelit room.
Who was this woman looking back at her?
The deep blue color of the gown made her eyes appear brighter. The deep cut of the gown was something she had never worn and would never have deemed appropriate night attire unless married. Her gowns had always been simple, straight necklines. Never had she believed she could look…like...this.
Her long arms flowed under cap sleeves. She didn't exactly look like a woman of the night but she certainly didn't look like an innocent either. She looked…alluring. For a moment, she tried to imagine Jack's reaction but as she stood, she knew she couldn't. There was only one way to find out.
She expelled a breath and eased around the screen. Jack was leaned back on the bed with his eyes closed and his forearm thrown across his forehead. His trousers had been removed and his shirt was unbuttoned. She stared at the scene he presented to her. He was…beautiful. A light dusting of dark hair covered his legs. She followed the path upward toward his waist. She noted the slight bulge there and took a quick, involuntary intake of breath.
The sound startled Jack in the quiet room and he looked up to see his new wife standing at the foot of the bed just staring at him. The startled look on her face at being caught gaping might have amused him if it had not been for what she was wearing. Jack let his gaze roam down and then back upward. He couldn't help himself.
He knew for sure then that she was truly an angel because she was the most beautiful sight he knew he'd ever had the pleasure to put his eyes upon. Too beautiful to be real. Ethereal. Any description his small mind could think of would come short.
He found he couldn't speak for a long moment as he looked at her beauty. Her creamy arms fell at her sides and he could tell she felt very much uncovered. He followed the lines of the gown where her full breasts overflowed the form-fitting cups and were partially exposed to him now.
"Jack…?" Her quivering voice broke him from his trance.
Jack sat completely up on the bed and held his arms out. "Come here baby."
His voice sounded deep and hoarse and Elizabeth barely recognized it.
With trembling legs, she moved toward him. His own legs were partially spread apart and when she reached him, she bumped his knees with her thighs. He brought his hands up to her arms to slowly let them slide downward. Her skin felt like silk beneath his fingertips. He lightly clasped both of her wrists in his hands and looked up into her face.
"You are too beautiful to be real."
She gave him a shaky smile. "I find that I really don't know what to do now. This is all so…so…"
"New?"
He finished the sentence for her and she nodded.
"Yes."
He caressed the inside of her wrist and then brought it to his lips and gently kissed there.
"We'll figure it out together sweetheart. Remember…just let me lead a little and help keep me calm. Because, that gown sure isn't helping."
She chuckled softly as did he.
He patted the spot beside him on the bed and she sat down.
He sat up and reached to brush her hair off of her shoulder. "I just want to start by kissing you some…you know, like we've always kissed." He paused before continuing. "Is that alright?"
She swallowed and nodded.
Jack leaned in slowly and placed the smallest whisper of a kiss near her mouth. He waited until he felt her relax a little and then moved to the other side of her mouth and kissed there as well.
Gently, he used his lips to tug softly at her bottom lip and it slid open for him. He smoothed his mouth against her lips and they were soft and sweet-tasting. Still, he kissed gently, slowly, not rushing her. He brought his hand to her neck and smoothed it up and then downward as he pulled his mouth back and just breathed her scent in.
"OK baby?"
She again nodded, her eyes drifting shut as she enjoyed his caress. "Humhum…" She trailed the sound off and Jack smiled.
She brought her hand up to his neck and tugged and Jack fought everything in him not to let her engage him. But if he gave into his passion too soon, he knew he could ruin everything.
He used his free hand to pull hers away. "Just let me touch you for now baby…like I said."
She scowled and knitted her brow slightly but didn't argue.
Elizabeth had felt the need to be closer to him pulse through her at his first touch.
She wanted so much to pull him down to her and break his careful constraint. She needed something...something more.
Jack waited just another few seconds and then he bent his head to where her neck met her shoulder. With his mouth, he treated the area to the same tenderness he'd given her lips. Elizabeth shuddered at the instant tingles that traveled over her skin. It felt so good.
"Jack…" She wanted…she wasn't sure but just…something.
"I know…me too…" He whispered at her shoulder as he gently lifted his lips from her. He eased back and stared at her a long moment.
"Stand up Elizabeth."
"Why…?"
Jack bit his bottom lip slightly. "Please…for me?"
She couldn't resist the need she heard in his voice as he pleaded with her. She stood by the bed and he reached out his hands to pull her to stand between his now open legs. She felt the small pressure of his legs on either side of her and she felt…like...
His.
He looked up at her. "This OK?"
She nodded her consent as she held her breath waiting on him. "Yes."
For a moment, he seemed to struggle with what he wanted to say to her. Then he cleared his throat and raised a hand and with a single finger, he began to trace the gentle scalloped lace pattern from her neckline downward. He watched intently as his finger crawled inch by inch until it reached the top of her breast. He paused and looked up at her. She had stopped breathing.
Holding her eyes, he let his finger ease downward, following around the slope of her breast. She watched his eyes flair as he reached his fingers beneath her breasts and finally, she sighed as he cupped her.
"Ahhhh…" She exhaled the sound on a breath and his eyes flared fire.
He dropped his gaze instantly to look at his hand holding her full breast now, mesmerized by the incredible sight.
He looked back up, expecting her to stop him, or slow him but she didn't. She looked as enthralled as he felt. He lightly moved his hand upward and let his fingers spread across her softness.
"Jack…Please…" She trailed the words off but he understood, could hear her own growing need in her voice and he knew he wanted it so very much.
He watched, amazed as her nipple began to harden beneath the one finger he allowed to graze it through the gown.
When she sighed with pleasure, Jack felt her response go straight to his groin. He tightened with want of her.
"So very beautiful…" His voice was husky and dark as he murmured. He had to see her. Touch her… Taste her.
He brought his head back and willed his hand away from the soft fullness to rest at her small waist.
"Take this off Elizabeth." He fingered the material of the nightgown gathered there. "I need to see you."
Elizabeth heard the words and they seemed almost surreal. Through her haze, her mind barely registered the request.
"You…you want me to take off the gown?" She asked as if not sure she'd heard him correctly.
He nodded. "Yes. Please. Take it off."
She sucked in a breath and tried to fight a sudden wave of embarrassment and a marked lack of confidence that washed over her.
"I don't…I'm not sure…" She began and he silenced her with a raised finger to her lips.
"I'll help if you'll let me." She watched the excitement flicker in his eyes and was helpless to fight against it. This man she loved wanted to see his wife. Disrobed.
She leaned her forehead downward to his shoulder and rested it there. Neither of them said anything. Finally, she turned her lips toward his ear.
"Yes."
She rose to her full height in front of him and reached for the material on the side of the sleeve and began to pull it downward.
Jack sat stunned at how gracefully she began to move. The material slid down one arm and then she slowly slid it down the other. Her beauty and grace and gorgeous resolve made him feel like a twelve year old gawking at a pretty girl.
He felt inadequate to be in the presence of her in the moment. Her creamy skin looked flawless in the firelight and he ached to feel her bare, creamy shoulders beneath his hands.
Then, the gown caught at the tops of her breasts and she let it linger there as if she couldn't quite let it fall the rest of the way.
It was then he reached upward to cover her hands with his and together they eased the silky gown downward and it fell to reveal her fullness.
Jack felt his heart stop as his hands tightened atop hers and rest at her waist.
He had never seen such beauty in his life. She was flawless. Her breasts were so full and smoothly rounded and yet they would fit into his hands. Her soft pink nipples were tight. Her eyes were closed as she breathed shallow.
Didn't she know what this did to him? Didn't she understand?
"Elizabeth…look at me. Open your eyes…please."
Finally, she did and he met her questioning, hesitant gaze instantly.
He brought his hand up to cup her jaw and she leaned into it, still holding his eyes.
"You are perfection." His words were simple and yet exactly what she needed to hear.
She exhaled a breath and he let his hand fall downward.
He looked down and then up at her as if asking silent permission. She bit her lip and nodded.
She knew if he put his mouth on her she would be lost. Just the briefest of his touches was enough to send her spiraling but this…this was entirely different.
He opened his mouth on the top of her right breast and kissed it softly, letting his teeth scrape over the smooth skin. He looked up at her again and then opened his mouth wider to soothe the small tug with his tongue. Elizabeth felt as if she were be branded by a hot iron when he let his mouth trail down the breast. She couldn't help but watch in fascination as he neared the hard peak.
"Jack…I don't…I'm not…"
But if he heard her, he paid her no heed and opened his hot mouth over her peak.
"Ohhhh!" Her head flew back and she let out a small scream.
The sound of her instantaneous loss of control lit an sudden fire in Jack's blood. He wanted to hear that sound again and he began to suckle her tip; at first softly and then with more aggression.
"Jack!" Her surprise and pleasure mixed with the sound of his name on her lips as he continued to tug at her.
He had to taste the other his hand now encased and without warning pulled his lips away and did so.
He felt her hands come downward to encircle his neck and pull him tighter to her.
"Jack...please..." She pulled at his neck and bent over to his mouth. Their mouths melted into an intense kiss. He tugged at her lip and she opened to him and he slipped his tongue inside her for a taste. Her own met his and welcomed him.
He knew he was on the edge of loosing his fierce control and pulled back slightly from her to try and gather his wits and catch his breath.
"Jack?"
He said nothing, just inhaling and exhaling harshly as he reigned his need for her in a bit.
He felt her arms pull off of him and when he finally opened his eyes, she had brought them up to cross her chest.
"No…don't cover up…You are too beautiful to ever do that."
She let out her own breath. "Are you...alright?"
He gave a slight grimace. "Yes, I just need to slow down a bit before I…" He paused and shook his head ever so slightly. "Get too rough with you."
She brought one hand off of her breast to reach out toward him. She let her fingers trail through the soft hair of his temple. "I trust you Jack. I…I like what we do together."
It was all she could do to make the admission. Not because she was that embarrassed but because she didn't really understand yet how to communicate with her husband in this way.
He gave her a tiny smile. "You have to tell me if I do anything you don't like or do anything that hurts you? Promise?"
She leaned her forehead down to meet his. "I promise."
They stayed like that for long moments when Elizabeth finally raised her head. "May I touch you now?"
Jack instantly stiffened beneath her. "Elizabeth…I don't know…"
She brought her mouth down to the corner of his. "Please Jack…I've…I've waited too."
The statement surprised Jack a little. He hadn't thought Elizabeth had quite the same need for him that he had for her.
When she looked at him like she was now though, he could deny her nothing.
"Let me lay down then." He leaned back on the bed and tried to look anywhere but at where her partially covered breasts were. If he looked, he would need to touch.
So he laid back and closed his eyes. "I'm all yours sweetheart."
####################
Elizabeth stared in awe at the sight before her. Jack leaned back, one arm raised behind his head…just waiting for her to do…something.
She wasn't sure exactly what to do.
Trust your instincts.
Abigail's advice to her floated through her mind as she looked at her new husband. His eyes were curious as he breathed evenly and waited patiently.
Finally, he broke the silence between them. "Elizabeth…you don't have to…"
She sat on the bed and placed her finger over his lips before he could finish the thought.
"I know I don't…but I want to."
She slowly removed her finger and he said nothing else as he watched her every movement. She let her hands drift down toward his open shirt. With her fingers, she moved the material carefully aside to reveal his chest. He was muscular and fit with little chest hair to speak of.
He was…Beautiful.
The word seemed so wrong to describe him but yet, so very right.
She let her fingers play over the shadows on his skin. It was…soft. She loved how he sucked in his breath as her fingers moved over him.
He closed his eyes and gave into her light ministrations.
Elizabeth was entranced. She pushed the material of his shirt further off until only his arms were still in it.
"Will..." She stopped and bit her lip. "Will you take this off?"
He smiled at her. "You sure can."
For a moment, she didn't want to take his dare but then, she used her small hands to push the material of the shirt down over his shoulders and back until it dropped behind him. He reached for it and tossed it carelessly aside.
She looked at him a long moment. His chest was wide and smooth with muscles seemingly everywhere. She very much wanted to touch him.
Then, she leaned down and... dared.
Her lips landed in the very center of his chest. She had wondered…dreamt of what he might look like and feel like but until now, she'd never wondered how his skin would actually…taste.
And it was delicious. He smelled manly and musky and was warm to her lips as she moved them over his chest, up and then downward.
She watched as his nipples became very hard much like her own had.
And she felt a sudden and odd desire to do what he had.
She trailed her lips upward as she felt his hand slide beneath the hair at her neck. He wasn't stopping her but rather encouraging. She looked up once more, their eyes colliding with a mutual flash of awareness and desire.
He looked almost in pain as he bit his bottom lip and slowly let his eyes drift shut but she knew with a sudden certainty that he wasn't. She let her mouth close around his nipple and his entire body hardened and bucked up, startling her. She couldn't believe how incredible he sounded with his low growl and then his instant intake of breath. He said her name in a deep voice and then she felt herself lifted and turned over onto her back. In just the space of a blink of an eye, she was solidly beneath him.
His eyes were now wide open as they looked down into hers. She could see how they had dilated and he was breathing hard.
"Jack…You said…I could..."
But she couldn't finish the sentence before her mouth was being completely consumed by his. She felt his tongue push into her mouth and this time, he didn't ask permission. She knew she should be frightened by his bold aggressiveness but as she felt his tongue slide inside her mouth, her body reacted with a desire unlike anything she'd ever felt.
His legs tangled with her own atop the soft bed sheets and she naturally parted them without thinking. She felt Jack's fingers intertwine with her own as he brought her hands to rest on each side of her head. Jack's weight didn't hurt as he kept his chest slightly raised but he didn't raise his hips from hers and his weight there felt incredible to her now heightened senses.
For the first time, he let himself push down into her and the hardness she felt met her own need for the first time and it completely robbed her of her breath.
"Oh!" She cried out as he groaned, his mouth now at her ear.
He did it again and she followed, pushing upward to meet him. This time they both groaned, breathing now heavily.
"Jack!" His name was a gasp on her lips as his own met them in unison with the movement of his hips pressing into hers.
It was as if her body had it's own mind and knew what to do.
"Jack…please…"
What was she asking for? Did she want him to stop? Her mind couldn't think clearly. She just knew she felt something she never had before overtaking her. Her body shuddered and quickened again as he pressed down.
"Baby…I…" Jack furrowed his brown, every breath now a struggle as he tried to slow down his movements.
She felt her hands being squeezed and was surprised to find them at either side of her head. When had she moved them? Joined them with his?
She watched him with a mixture of awe and curiosity. She'd never seen him quite like this- with such a loss of control.
"Are…are you alright?"
She whispered the question near his ear and he opened his eyes to look down into her own.
The depths of the love and desire she could see in his was incredible.
"I will be…but sweetheart…I need to…"
He started to pull off of her and she instantly grabbed his arms. "No! Stay Jack."
He shook his head violently. "Elizabeth, if I stay astraddle you this way, I am going to become more demanding of you and I'm near to losing control now. You…you feel too good sweetheart."
She smiled up at him. "You feel good too."
Again, he groaned at her words and her admission of her own feelings.
He let his hips come back down onto hers once more ever so gently as he held her eyes. "How long have I waited to be with you like this Elizabeth? I just…I don't want to hurt you. Promise me you will tell me if I am."
She looked into his eyes but said nothing. He pressed into her again and she bit her lip to keep from crying out.
"Promise me."
Again he thrust downward.
"Yes…" It was all she could do to get the word out. She felt his hands now on her thighs caressing and working his way beneath her until she felt his bare hands grasp them.
"Oh!"
He stilled and then purposefully raised his hips and stared downward. "'Oh' is right…you are so soft." His fingers trailed up and down her leg, he let his fingertips play as his thumb caressed the skin there.
"I want to touch you Elizabeth."
She knew instantly what he meant. She bit her lip again. Could she?
She looked at the desire written all over his face. How could she deny this man anything now?
She closed her eyes and nodded. "Yes…Ok."
He let his fingers trail downward, his breathing as harsh as she'd ever heard it. Her eyes drifted closed as she felt his hand ease upward; her legs wouldn't be still.
"Shhhh…I'm not going to hurt you baby."
She nodded, biting her lip. "I know…it's just…"
He gave her a half smile. "Don't be embarrassed…this is me…this is us."
His words gave her confidence and she let her body relax a bit, knowing he was right. Nothing between them should be hidden or wrong now.
His fingers reached the apex of her thighs and she held her breath as he smoothed the vulnerable skin there.
"I like you not wearing anything." He looked so pleased and she was glad she hadn't fought to keep the nightgown on. But hearing him acknowledge her choice brought a flush to her face.
She gave him a tiny smile. "I can put the nightgown back on if you want."
"No!" His answer was instantaneous and she fought a breathy chuckle even as his fingers continued to rise.
He didn't smile at all though and Elizabeth's teasing was stopped when noted his hooded eyes and serious expression.
His fingers smoothed over her most private spot and she gasped.
He watched her intently and then...
He let his finger slip ever so gently inside her. And she felt the world stop for a moment.
"Oh."
He continued to watch her carefully. "Does that hurt baby?"
She couldn't speak-only nod. And she told him it didn't.
"Good…tell me if it does."
She felt his finger open her and the feeling instantly intensified. She raised up on a soft gasp and drove her face into his shoulder.
"You feel so good…" His soft, husky voice came to her in her haze. His thumb eased over the top of her even as his finger deepened and began to move.
She had never considered the he might use his hand on her this way. It was totally surprising and was doing things to her she didn't quite understand.
She felt her breathing increase as his hand moved faster, the finger moving deeper inside her.
"Oh…Jack…"
"Yeah? Does that feel good to you sweetheart?"
She couldn't answer, couldn't breath. "Don't…" She bit her lip both scared and excited by the feelings overtaking her.
He slowed his ministrations and looked at her. "Don't?"
She squeezed her eyes and moved her hips involuntarily against his hand harder. "Don't... stop!"
He pushed his hand against her faster again and watched in awe as her reaction was one of instant desire and need. He'd seen the look on her face a few times between them but never to this extent and he knew she needed…
"More…" Her words trailed off as she bit his earlobe and he let out a groan of his own.
"Yes…" He agreed and pressed into her even more aggressively a moment.
"Oh!"
Suddenly, she stiffened slightly and let out the most beautiful sound Jack had ever heard in his life.
He watched her face turn from an expression of need to one of instant bliss.
"Jack!" Her mouth hung open now at her ear as he felt her body's reaction. That he could make her feel this way awed him but also made him hunger for her on a level he didn't know he possessed.
She breathed against his shoulder a second longer and then leaned back. He'd never seen anything so beautiful. He eased his fingers away from her dampness.
He reached for his undershorts and tugged at them, kicking them off quickly. Her eyes remained closed and her breathing harsh but he needed her…had to be inside her as his fingers had just been.
As if she hadn't realized he had raised up away from her, she let her eyes flutter open and she stared up at him, bewildered.
"Jack?...What?..."
He came back down atop her now naked himself.
"Raise your arms baby."
She could barely move but managed to obey his command to her and she felt the air hit her as he removed her nightgown completely.
She heard his instant intake of breath and focused on his face to see it darken as he looked down at her nudity.
"You are…the most beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on."
She took in his own body so near her own. Muscles bunched at his shoulders and back as his taut arms held him up over her.
"You are too."
He smiled and leaned down to kiss her shoulder and then let his lips trail down between her breasts to leave soft kisses. Her hands instantly went to his nape an she let her languid fingers play through his hair. She couldn't believe her body could feel this way.
He moved his head over her breast and raised his head to meet her eyes briefly before bringing his mouth fully down over her nipple, engulfing her once more in his warm, damp mouth.
"Oh!"
If she thought her energy spent, she was wrong. Instantly, her body tightened again. He pulled at her breast and then using his teeth, gently bit the bud before soothing it with his tongue.
"You taste…"
His words muffled against her breasts as he took it again and then again. Her back raised upward from the bed each time.
"Jack..please…"
Again, she wasn't sure what she was asking for.
"I have to Elizabeth…I'm sorry."
His words were joined by feel of him, now naked on her thigh. She briefly was in wonderment of how he could feel so hard and yet so soft at the same time. He pressed himself into her thigh.
"Need to…get inside you…"
His voice was harsh and dark as he brought himself to the juncture of her thighs were she was still damp from his hand.
She felt a momentary hesitation but the need she read on his face propelled her to open her legs to him. He brought his hand between them and positioned himself, just rubbing the tip of himself across her.
"Oh!" She hadn't expected how intense this would feel.
He growled. "Yes…"He pushed the tip just between her folds and she took a sudden intake of breath at the invasion.
He bit his own lip as he stared down at her. "I don't want to hurt you baby."
She shook her head, knowing there was no way it wouldn't hurt. His size alone would have to cause some pain.
"It's OK…Jack." She took his face between her hands. "I love you." She reached up to kiss his lips softly.
He nodded, pulling his mouth from hers and then, pressed himself into her further.
She bit her lip now to keep from crying out and alarming him. She could do this.
Above her, he grunted as if in pain himself. She could see the effort it was taking for him to hold himself back. She had to help him.
"Yes Jack."
He brought dark eyes to hers. "Yes?"
She bit her lip harder and nodded.
And then, he forced himself fully into her for the first time.
"Ahhh!" Jack yelled out as he felt her body tear as it gave into his.
He forced himself to still for a moment, just concentrating on breathing. He couldn't believe how this felt with her. He needed so much to move but…
"Eliz..a…beth…you alright?"
Her eyes were closed as she bit her lip and nodded. "Just…feels…full."
He nodded, feeling sweat covering his body and his arms trembling as he tried to control himself. He kept himself still as long as he could. Finally, he brought his forehead to hers, breathing hard against her.
"I am going to move…have to."
She nodded against him and he hoped he wasn't hurting her too much.
He began to move, slowly at first as they both got used to the feeling.
Elizabeth was in some discomfort now but the intense pain as he'd first entered her was now subsiding.
He slid himself slowly in and out and she realized that if the burning sensation she still felt would stop that the feel of him moving would be...pleasurable.
She watched his face in wonderment. He was beautiful as his desire obviously heightened with each stroke.
His hips began to move faster and his breathing increased.
"I don't think…I can't…"
She could feel him harden inside her and even through the discomfort; it felt pleasurable.
"It's OK Jack…Let go...It's OK."
Jack heard her encouragement and couldn't control anything any longer. His body overrode his mind and he pumped hard over and over inside this woman. His woman.
He felt his body readying for release far too quickly but he had no control left.
"Elizabeth…I'm going to…"
She closed her eyes letting her neck drift back into the pillow as she felt him harden even more and then, spill hotly inside her.
It was the most incredible sensation of her life.
Jack felt his body release with a intensity he hadn't known he possessed, bathing the woman he loved with a part of himself.
He slowed his movements as he let his chest rest on hers.
They both remained silent, just listening to the harsh breathing between them for what seemed hours.
Finally, he raised his head to stare down at her.
"Wow."
She blushed and smiled back and then hid her face again in his shoulder.
Jack didn't want to move. He wanted to stay inside her forever.
But he knew his weight couldn't be comfortable to her.
He gently pulled upward and felt himself, now spent, slip out of her.
He rolled over to land on his back with a thud.
He turned his head to smile at her again. "Wow."
She smiled a small smile. "You look pleased with yourself."
He turned toward her and brought his hand upward to brush her hair, now in wild disarray, away from her face.
He brought his face near to hers and softly kissed her mouth.
"Thank you…I know it hurt you...I'll make it better...I promise."
She nodded, quiet for a moment. And then, she surprised him. "It only hurt for a moment Jack...and then...it was special... just feeling you."
He smiled back at her, his wife in every way possible now and tucked her down into his shoulder.
"I love you." He spoke it into her hair and then gently kissed the top of her head.
"I love you too." She spoke the words into his chest as he felt her snuggle against him as they both took in the enormity of what had just happened between them.
Finally, he sighed and felt her relax into him.
Holding his wife close was the most wonderful feeling ever.
And then, finally, they slept.
#################