Michaela was warmly resting against Sully as he peacefully and quite satisfyingly slept on his back. She slowly opened her eyes, aware of his broad chest rising and falling. His lips ever so slightly parted, she heard the air gently but heavily rush in and out of his lungs. Oh how his beautiful,full, lips cherished her body. Every inch, it seemed, had been caressed and attended to by them. She closed her eyes and shuddered thinking of them upon her breast, upon other more intimate places.
A smile pulled at her lips. She loved watching him sleep so contently, so deeply. She had never known him to be tired like this, every fiber of his being had been spent loving her. She felt cherished, loved. As she watched him get some well deserved rest, she couldn't help the pleasant feelings and a smile that accompanied her every waking moment. He was quite appealing, and the sight of him awakened a thrill in her she had never felt before.
The soft sheet of their honeymoon bed was loosely caressing her own skin, wrapped around her, warm and gentle, running lightly across her and covering her husband's midsection as it bound them together. Laying against his chest, her leg was warmly hooked around his, and his arm held her close with his palm resting in the small of her back. In the time since they had walked through the door of the train that would bring them to this moment in Denver, she had become most educated about the art of making love. After all, education did not solely come from books, as he had reminded her, and they had explored a more practical application of science and poetry. Her skin warmed as she thought about the moment he had made her his wife. The first time, their first time being joined and being more than intimate, being one.
Michaela entered the cabin of the train and saw the beautiful bed before her. Now that she was about to be alone with Sully, the embarrassment hit her even more, that everyone who had seen the inside of the train knew what they would be doing in here. John the conductor, who had helped Brian, knew what they would be doing. She had expected to be in a passenger car, but this was totally different. Things would be happening much sooner than she thought, and she hoped she would have a little while to prepare herself.
The door closed on the train, and as she blushed a little at their sudden intimacy, she smiled, pleased that he was pleased with all her efforts to be as beautiful for him as she could be. The wedding had gone so well and their friends had warmly bid them farewell just outside that door as the train picked up speed and left their well wishing friends and family behind. Sweetly she turned to him, expecting him to say something but being satisfied by a kiss first. He didn't wait long to take her in his arms and kiss her, and she was pleased that he was happy and she was happy too.
If the look within him had been of pure joy, it quickly turned more serious as she realized the moment for family and friends had passed and the moment for intimacy had arrived. He was playful, picking her up, she gasped with laughter and excitement, and he kissed her again, but the mood changed as he looked very seriously into her eyes and carried her to the bed. She had to admit that she grew nervous in this moment. They had just been amongst their family and friends, not even five minutes ago, just bid goodbye to everyone, and now he stared passionately into her eyes and kissed her once again. She felt like she was floating now and his strong hands held her to him. The feel of gently falling as he elicited the passion from her lips turned out to be her being lowered onto the bed and as he let her rest there, she was glad she wasn't standing because the weakness she now felt in her lower body was sure to indicate that standing firmly on her legs would not be possible.
Her hand pressed into the mattress as she felt the soft fabric beneath her. Her mind wanted to embrace the pleasant feel of it, the softness, but her body quickly reminded her that his more than pleasing kisses were continuing. His lips peeled away from hers and she was lost. Lost in the feeling of something so sublime. She opened her eyes in disbelief that he could feel so good against her, his lips moving to her neck. Her eyes were alive with wonder as she processed all the new passion he was exhibiting, and the discovery of new feelings within herself, a new fire within her. This was most certainly new, and the ecstasy she had briefly experienced on the cattle drive and in those moments she had discovered the bed that she now sat upon, seemed renewed as her skin became very hot. The difference was that now, they would not be restraining themselves. He had promised they would take things ever so easy but she guessed in her mind she thought she would have a little more time between leaving and when they would consummate their marriage. Maybe even talk a little first, but his ardour could not be kept any longer.
He was excited that they wouldn't have to wait until Denver. Most pleased that he could have her now, he felt a deep desire to touch her, kiss her, be pressed against her. This certainly was progressing very quickly, and she was shocked when he reached for the ties of her dress with every intention of having her out of it at this moment. Her eyes shifted with the exploration of her skin, unsure how to process the pleasant kisses he no longer restrained. Then he released the top hook of her dress. It popped open as it had been tight against her straining desires and the tension that strained against her breast released. Blushing heavily because of his fervor, and her own passion, her eyes fluttered and softly gasping, she gently spoke up, hoping to buy herself a moment to process everything. "Sully," her amusement at his anxious behavior causing her to inadvertently smile, "it isn't even dark yet." She was flattered by his want for her, but she had sent out a plea that he was moving a little too fast.
Sully knew that he had gotten carried away by her beauty, her irresistible figure. He had waited so long to be with her and he had promised to take it ever so easy but with it being her, in the final moments of chastity, and the surprise of not having to wait, he had lost a little resolve the moment the door closed, and thankfully she had reminded him. Pulling away, he left her on the bed, and through his insistence that it was getting darker, he had lightened the mood and awakened her sensual nature. One by one he pulled the shades, occasionally returning to her, reminding her that each moment he lowered another shade was growing closer to the event he had already set into motion, and his affections grew stronger.
The way he kissed her, truly treasured every taste of her skin, her lips. It reminded her of that first taste of honey up on the cliffs not so long ago, and the divine nature of it all had brought a tear to her eye. Now Sully tasted her kisses, her skin, with the same newness, for now he was a married man. He returned to her and kissed her, letting his hands run down her back and under her dress, loosening the ties even more. She arched up and lifted her lips to meet him. He stood above her taking new liberties as he enveloped her, taking her mouth with desire and passion. She couldn't help but follow him, and he brought her back down to pull away. As his lips left hers, she was consumed by her passion and trembled and looked at the floor as she processed how good it had felt to let him take her as he wanted. She wondered if she could be so bold as to take him as she wanted.
Her eyes rose to meet his and he smiled and held up his hand for her to wait another moment to lower another shade. He returned to her to show her even more of his desires, but the feelings she had changed, and now, with these few short moments, she was ready to move forward. As he kissed his way to her back, she now had the confidence to take her own passions into consideration. Familiarly passionate, yet unexplored, there was a new intensity. So much so, that when she had decided to take her first step in foreplay, she seductively closed the last shade and turned, repeating his words that it was indeed getting darker. The cabin of the train now held just enough light to see each other. She stepped forward and gently sat back down facing him on the bed, and this time he waited for her.
Her hand moved to his face. He was so handsome and he respected her so much, it only made her more ready to give herself to him. This was her moment to kiss him, to explore him. She caressed his face. The first kiss being exploratory and coming slowly, Sully was overwhelmed with anticipation. He wanted more as he tried to take her lips, but she pulled back a little and asserted herself, leaning into the kiss, finding her own control of the situation. When they pulled apart, he waited another moment as she found the courage to kiss him again with even more of her love. His hands once again made their way to the corset on her dress. Releasing the remaining hooks, her dress now loosely clung to her breast and she looked to him with innocence, not afraid but cautious of the fact that he was about to see her as no one else had. Realizing that he should give her a little more time, he pulled her to him, keeping the veil of modesty between them until he could comfort her with the removal of his own clothes. He wanted to share that experience and make them equal in the exploration of each other.
Then as she pressed against him, it was once again too much, he had to lay her down. He had to move against her. That led to more kisses, and Sully pulled away to look upon her as his beautiful wife. She longingly followed his lips for more. He smiled, realizing that she was gaining confidence in their passions and he appreciated her own fervor. She smiled with him. He kissed her hard, reaching for her shoulder, pulling at the edge of her dress as her breast swelled heavily. How he wanted to remove her dress. Pleasure upon pleasurable kiss, and the desire grew as he held her firmly. His next kiss lasted so long it took her breath away. Kissing the side of her neck he worked down to the top of her breast, kissing the tops and rubbing his hands over the fabric that covered them. His lips felt like water on a fire and she blushed heavily as her head turned for him and fought the immediate rush of passion coursing through her body. The pressure of his body on top of hers made her feelings intensify.
As he continued covering her neck and chest in passionate expressions, she felt his manhood grow harder and pulse against her. She inhaled sharply as she realized he was now erect against her. She was very warm and it was getting harder to breathe. She drew in a shallow breath and managed to say his name, "Sully, ahhhhh." He was getting carried away, he knew he was, but every inch of her body called to him and he was very much enjoying himself, enjoying the sweet taste of her delicate skin. She could feel tiny beads of sweat forming a warm but cooling sheen across her body. She squeezed her hand against him. Sully groaned a little and forced himself to pause. He was breathing heavily and she was too. Neither one of them had anticipated that their feelings would be this intense. He slowed himself and swallowed hard. Noticing how warm she was, he gently blew air across her throat. The effect was instant, she felt an intense longing in her center but the cool air felt divine as well.
He was beside her ear and he whispered, "Michaela, I'm sorry, I just want you so desperately. Let's cool down for a minute." He pulled back and helped her sit up. He caressed her face and then he turned to the side of the bed, sitting with his feet on the floor. She could tell he was struggling. The rustling sound of the dress she wore surely indicated that she needed distance. Sully chastised himself, how could he have been so thoughtless? Surprised by the touch of her hand, but not showing it, he sat still as she leaned behind his ear, caressing his body and softly said, "Getting dressed today, Rebecca helped with lacing the back of this dress, I needed assistance with lacing these boots. The pins in my hair were carefully placed and I was lovingly cared for. It was all for you. All for you Sully. I'm trying to not be restrained but everything is just happening so fast. Please understand, I want to be present, I want to enjoy it with you." Her voice took on a more seductive tone, and she whispered, "And now, I need my husband's assistance, help me Sully, show me." She slowly and gently kissed the side of his face. Sully blew out a small breath and gasped a little. Then he stood and turned, their eyes locked and Michaela blushed but it was hard to tell given the blush that had spread across her body already. She moved to the edge of the bed and he moved behind her.