Chapter 2

Michaela woke up to the feeling of soft fur beneath her body and a warm arm wrapped around her waist. It took a moment to remember where she was, and when she did, the memories of the previous evening's exploits washed over her and an irrepressible grin stole across her face. It had been the most incredible, uninhibited bout of loving making they had ever had. She almost couldn't believe that it was real. But the feel of the warm fur and the heavy weight of her husband's arm convinced her that it was true.

Slowly, so as not to wake her sleeping lover, she rolled over so that she was facing him. His arm stayed in place and simply slid with her movements, so that it now fell to lie across her ribs and onto her back. She loved waking before he did so that she could watch his gentle breathing and study his handsome, rugged features without the slight embarrassment of him knowing. His long hair, with streaks of sun bleached gold, hung down, partly obscuring his face and Michaela longed to brush it back, but she was afraid to wake him from his peaceful slumber.

After watching him sleep for some time, she could no longer repress the irresistible urge to touch him. She slowly reached out and brushed her hand up his arm and caressed his firm bicep. She loved his strong, muscular body. His muscles were well toned and sleek, but he had a natural grace to him, and a beauty that was at times awe inspiring and sometimes a bit flustering.

Michaela lay debating with herself about her next move. Ever since their first night together, once she had known what it was like to love a man and give herself to her soul mate, she had longed to initiate a love making encounter. But she had been nervous about how he would respond. So many years of her mother's harsh teachings that it was not a woman's place to make advances on a man, that to be forward would be considered wanton and the province of whores always lingered in the back of her mind.

But Sully had always seemed very pleased whenever her restraint would crack and she would show him the passionate side that she had always tried to keep veiled behind her deeply ingrained modesty. Michaela knew that Sully was different from other men, those proper straight-laced men of Boston, and also that their love was different. Their connection was at the level of their very souls. She felt that she would know deep within herself if what she was doing was right for them or not.

After considering their almost dream like location and the magic they had experience so far on this second honeymoon, Michaela decided to be bold and follow her heart and body's desire and put away those nagging doubts. Now was a time for exploration and daring, if there ever was.

Having made of up her mind, Michaela continued to stroke Sully's arm, until she gently rolled him onto his back. Sully let out a gentle sigh, but otherwise did not make any motion to awaken. Feeling bold for perhaps the first time in her life, Michaela crawled over and atop Sully's sinewy frame until she was straddling him. With both hands, she reached out and began to rub and caress his strong chest. Bringing her hands up to run through his hair, she leaned in and laid a passionate kiss upon his lips, stroking his hair away from his face and bringing her naked body more in contact with his.

Michaela felt Sully's member rouse before he had even opened his eyes. His body was ready for her, even before his consciousness was. Michaela continued to kiss down his face and to his stubbled jaw while her hands continued to stroke through his hair. This all felt so good that she couldn't remember why she had been so hesitant to initiate with her husband before.

Sully's awareness had been teetering on the edge of waking for some time. Ever since he had felt the shift next to him and became vaguely aware that his hand was fingering his wife's back and no longer her stomach. But he felt so heavy and warm that he was reticent to wake and wanted to fall back to sleep. Shortly thereafter he felt himself rolling on his back and a soft hand stroking up his arm. A sigh escaped his lips as he settled into the comfort of the furs and his awareness of his love next to him.

Sully would have fallen back asleep, except that he became aware of movement next to him, and before he knew it, a lithe frame was crawling across his body. He felt a light weight straddle his hips and then tantalizing hands rubbing up his chest. Before he could even breath or open his eyes, his manhood began to react to the sensations his body was feeling.

Momentarily distracted by the immediate throbbing of his cock, he was surprised to feel Michaela's hands brush through his hair and then the most passionate kiss upon his lips. So shocked was he by this loving display, he could only lay there for a moment, his senses and consciousness trying to catch up to each other.

As her kisses trailed down to his throat, Sully opened his eyes to the most glorious sight he had ever seen. His beautiful, naked wife was straddling him, unrestrainedly caressing and exploring his body. He had never known her to be so forward and never had she initiated a love making session before. He was more aroused than he had ever been and wondered briefly if he was still dreaming.

From the moment he had met her, Sully had fantasized about Michaela boldly claiming his body and taking her pleasure at will. A part of him had never believed that she would be able to shed her puritanical upbringing enough to fully unleash her passion.

Sully audibly moaned at the sight before him and reached out to run his hand through her hair. Her beautiful two-toned eyes glanced up into his deep blue ones and she smiled to see him awake and enjoying her advances. She didn't stop however. She continued her discovery down his body, rubbing his sides with her hands and taking his stiff nipple into her mouth in the same way she enjoyed when he did to her.

Sully physically shuddered at the sensation. His mind could barely keep up with his love's bold actions and he felt like mere clay to a sculptor.

Michaela felt Sully's reaction, but she only smiled hungrily and continued down his chest. Her hands came upon his trim hips and she smoothed her hands down them and around to grasp his tone buttocks. Sully's hips bucked off the bed and his erection quivered to feel her so close. Before the wish even fully formed in his mind, she moved down to place a soft kiss to the tip of his manhood.

A guttural, shuddering moan escaped Sully's lips. Never had he felt anything so powerful and wonderful in his life. He felt her deft and talented hands wrap around his engorged and throbbing cock. They slid up the shaft and ended with a slight tightening at the end. His hips involuntarily thrust into her hand and he heard a growl, almost a purr come from deep in her throat.

"Do you like that, darling?" Michaela asked.

"Ohhh…unnnnnhhhhhh" Was all the Sully could reply.

Michaela continued to stroke her husband's shaft and enjoy his mounting pleasure until she could no longer resist her own desires. She crawled up his body and with one last stroke, guided his pulsing erection into her hot, wet center. They both let out cries of joy and an almost painful anguish at how good their union felt.

Sully could only look up in wonder as his amazing wife took her pleasure, riding him hard and fast, her hair thrown back and a look of wild abandon upon her face. He reached up to grasp her bouncing breasts and squeeze and fondle them. He felt her passage pulse around his member and knew that she enjoyed his reciprocation.

When he could finally find his voice, Sully roughly rasped, "Oh my God, Michaela what you do to me!"

Hearing the abject desire in his voice, Michaela leaned down to press her lips firmly and passionately to his. Their mouths opened and their tongues began to replicate the action of their bodies.

Sully ran his hands through her hair and around to her back, hugging her to his chest. He was able to push up so that they were both in a kind of sitting position, with their legs locked together, holding each other to their chests.

Never before had Sully made love in this evocative position, but they both found it highly stimulating. They wrapped their legs around the other's hips and matched thrust for thrust. Soon they began to feel that oncoming rush preceding their climax and they wrapped their arms around each other's backs and buried their faces in each other's necks.

Their staggering climax came upon both of them simultaneously and their bodies were racked with spasms of pleasure. Afterwards, they could only hold each other, foreheads resting together, trying to return their breathing to normal.

"That was one hell of a Good Morning!" Sully finally remarked, a smile curving the corners of his mouth.

"I've always wanted to do that, but I was afraid of how you react, how it would make you feel." Michaela finally said in a small voice, somewhat muffled into his neck.

"Michaela, sweetheart, I want you to always feel like you can express yourself to me. I could never see a situation where I would turn you away. I love you more than I could ever say, and what you did for me this morning, I will remember it as one of the best moments of my entire life." Sully said, slowly caressing her hair and down to her neck and back.

Michaela relaxed into his chest and tucked her head under his chin as he held her close. They had reached a new definition and understanding in their love life and she couldn't wait to see where it would lead.