WARNING THIS, AND ONLY THIS, CHAPTER IS RATED R.
This chapter as about the wedding night, and contains SEX. Although I think it was needed for the story, I understand that some people do not like this stuff. That is why I put it in a chapter by itself, and wrote it so you do not have to read it to continue with the rest of the story. It is my first lemon, lime, or whatever citrus fruit you want to call it. I am already well into chapter 11 and hope to post it by the second half of this week. Unlike similar stories, I tried to write this as best I could to show the emotions of both Jim and Aisha, so if your looking for dirty humping and mindless kinky sex you may want to skip it. Anyway, continue to scroll down if you want to read it. Peace out...
The Night
The newlyweds touched down in front of the Outlaw Star a few moments later. Aisha thought flying with Jim was incredible. At first she had been scared of falling but then she relaxed in his arms knowing he wasn't going to let anything happen to her. All her worried dissolved up there with him. *It must be great to just fly away.* She thought as she saw Gene's inscription on the XGP. The two stared perplexed at the white paint across the ship's side.
"Just Mared?" Aisha asked.
"Gene never did great in English." Jim said pressing the keycard as the door slid open. Aisha started to walk inside only to be stopped by Jim sweeping her off her feet. "Now you know it wouldn't be right for me not to carry you through the threshold."
"Your such a goofball." Aisha giggled kissing Jim on the cheek as she wrapped her arms around his neck for support.
Gilliam automatically closed the door behind them and started the launch. Before the couple had made it to their quarters, the Outlaw Star was already in space.
Aisha punched the door button on their quarters still in Jim's arms. The room had everything you needed closets, dresser, television, king-sized bed, but was adorned with numerous candles that filled the room with just the right amount of light. And slow music playing down low.
Aisha slipped off Jim's coat as the couple began planting soft kisses on one anothers lips as they swayed to the music.
Jim slowly slid the zipper down Aisha's back kissing her neck and letting the wedding dress fall to the ground leaving Aisha in her silk slip. She let her fingers absently unbutton his shirt and pull it off his shoulders. And let her hands caress his soft skin that covered his rock hard arms that held her to him.
Jim caressed her shoulders picking up the straps of her slip under his thumbs and pulling them off, allowing it to fall to the floor. She trembled as she felt his callused palms slide down her arms, tracing all the way down to her thighs. Jim led Aisha to the bed and sat pulling her to stand in front of him. He just sat there staring at her, his wife. Maybe it was the fact that they were married, or maybe it was the fact that she was topless, but every time he saw her, she was even more beautiful than before. He continued to stare a moment longer until an evil grim crept onto his face.
"What?" Aisha asked cocking up an eyebrow and looking back at him as she took his hands in hers.
"Well, it's just that I've been waiting to see these since I was eleven."
"Pervert." Aisha giggled as she pushed him back onto the bed and straddled over him kissing up his chest. She started at his navel, over his abbs, and up to his neck. He let his hands trail and caress up and down her sides as her lips finally ended their journey finding his. His arms pressed her to him as their kissing deepened. Her soft breasts pressed against his muscular chest sending foreign sensations through them both.
*This must be the best feeling in the world.* Jim thought as the couple continued their kissing, and Aisha began unzipping his paints. As her hand slipped underneath his boxers a wave of panic washed over him.
*I don't know what I'm doing. This is going too fast, what if I can't please her?*
Unknown to Jim, in his distracted state he forgot to close his mind. Aisha stopped her advances and closed her arms around him lying on his chest.
"Jim, its ok. If you don't want to yet we don't have to."
"I want to, I just..." Jim was cut short by Aisha's finger on his lips.
"Just do what comes natural." She said sitting upright across his legs.
Jim raised himself up to his wife and kissed her lips slowly moving down. He went across her cheek, down her neck, eventually finding her breast. Aisha gasped as his tongue lightly grazed her nipple and exhaled as he took it into his mouth. His hands burnt a path down her back eventually letting his fingertips slip under the edge of her underwear. She pressed her hands in his hair pulling his head closer to her chest as he rolled them over laying her down on the bed. She pulled his pants and boxers off and then tended to her last article of clothing as he moved his lips back up her neck to her own. After a few more moments of kissing, Jim propped up on one arm and just looked at her.
*She is an angel.* He thought as she reached up and let her hand run along his chest. He lowered his lips to hers once more as his hand caressed her inner thigh. Their tongues playfully caressed, moving to explore each other's mouths. His lips trailed south, gently pausing over her other breast. And stopping briefly at her navel, which happened to be a ticklish spot. She arched her back as he stopped his journey, playfully kissing down her thigh towards her sex. She moaned running her fingers through his hair as he kissed and massaged her. Her breathing becoming ragged and sporadic as her hands gripped the sheets. He finally hit the spot he was looking for and she lost all control, her back arching once more as she moaned with pleasure. He moved back up along side her as she regained her senses.
"I... thought you... didn't know what to... do." She said through gasped breaths.
"I don't, but you can't grow up with someone like Gene and not overhear enough to at least wing it." He said kissing her cheekbone and letting his hand trace her hips. She giggled at his response pushing her body against him, urging him to continue. He positioned himself over her as their tongues locked in a new embrace. She moaned as his erection rubbed against her thighs and one hand slowly massaged her left breast. He looked into her eyes as his tip met her opening and slowly started to enter. Although inexperienced, Jim wasn't stupid. He held his position and let Aisha slide herself onto him and grow accustomed to the feeling of him inside her. Sensing Aisha was ok, and the fact that he couldn't restrain himself anymore, Jim began slowly moving in and out of her. Aisha was in complete ecstasy. It was amazing how someone as powerful as Jim was so gentle. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, sliding against one another. Their lips trailed all over, from their faces, to their shoulders, and down to each other's chests. Jim desperately tried to hold on to himself but felt the urge building to a point where he could no longer hold on. Just as he was about to lose control Aisha's arms and legs tightened around him as her back arched with her second orgasm as she silently gasped, unable to even scream. Jim buried his face in her neck as the sensation of her tightening around him pushed him over the edge, causing him to spill into her. Both of their bodies shuddering and convulsing in a pleasure that felt too good to be true.
"I love you Aisha."
I love you Jim."
As their heads stopped spinning, he moved off to her side and pulled the covers over them. As if by instinct, Aisha moved halfway on top of him with her head on his chest, which was still rising to catch his breath. The last thing they both felt before drifting off to sleep was the tingling cold of their spouses' wedding band. Jim's which moved along her back. And Aisha's which was on his chest.
... Well? How was it? Probably the only lemon I will ever write. I just had to prove to myself that I could do it. Please Review. Anyway, two more to go. And trust me, I think you will be surprised.
This chapter as about the wedding night, and contains SEX. Although I think it was needed for the story, I understand that some people do not like this stuff. That is why I put it in a chapter by itself, and wrote it so you do not have to read it to continue with the rest of the story. It is my first lemon, lime, or whatever citrus fruit you want to call it. I am already well into chapter 11 and hope to post it by the second half of this week. Unlike similar stories, I tried to write this as best I could to show the emotions of both Jim and Aisha, so if your looking for dirty humping and mindless kinky sex you may want to skip it. Anyway, continue to scroll down if you want to read it. Peace out...
The Night
The newlyweds touched down in front of the Outlaw Star a few moments later. Aisha thought flying with Jim was incredible. At first she had been scared of falling but then she relaxed in his arms knowing he wasn't going to let anything happen to her. All her worried dissolved up there with him. *It must be great to just fly away.* She thought as she saw Gene's inscription on the XGP. The two stared perplexed at the white paint across the ship's side.
"Just Mared?" Aisha asked.
"Gene never did great in English." Jim said pressing the keycard as the door slid open. Aisha started to walk inside only to be stopped by Jim sweeping her off her feet. "Now you know it wouldn't be right for me not to carry you through the threshold."
"Your such a goofball." Aisha giggled kissing Jim on the cheek as she wrapped her arms around his neck for support.
Gilliam automatically closed the door behind them and started the launch. Before the couple had made it to their quarters, the Outlaw Star was already in space.
Aisha punched the door button on their quarters still in Jim's arms. The room had everything you needed closets, dresser, television, king-sized bed, but was adorned with numerous candles that filled the room with just the right amount of light. And slow music playing down low.
Aisha slipped off Jim's coat as the couple began planting soft kisses on one anothers lips as they swayed to the music.
Jim slowly slid the zipper down Aisha's back kissing her neck and letting the wedding dress fall to the ground leaving Aisha in her silk slip. She let her fingers absently unbutton his shirt and pull it off his shoulders. And let her hands caress his soft skin that covered his rock hard arms that held her to him.
Jim caressed her shoulders picking up the straps of her slip under his thumbs and pulling them off, allowing it to fall to the floor. She trembled as she felt his callused palms slide down her arms, tracing all the way down to her thighs. Jim led Aisha to the bed and sat pulling her to stand in front of him. He just sat there staring at her, his wife. Maybe it was the fact that they were married, or maybe it was the fact that she was topless, but every time he saw her, she was even more beautiful than before. He continued to stare a moment longer until an evil grim crept onto his face.
"What?" Aisha asked cocking up an eyebrow and looking back at him as she took his hands in hers.
"Well, it's just that I've been waiting to see these since I was eleven."
"Pervert." Aisha giggled as she pushed him back onto the bed and straddled over him kissing up his chest. She started at his navel, over his abbs, and up to his neck. He let his hands trail and caress up and down her sides as her lips finally ended their journey finding his. His arms pressed her to him as their kissing deepened. Her soft breasts pressed against his muscular chest sending foreign sensations through them both.
*This must be the best feeling in the world.* Jim thought as the couple continued their kissing, and Aisha began unzipping his paints. As her hand slipped underneath his boxers a wave of panic washed over him.
*I don't know what I'm doing. This is going too fast, what if I can't please her?*
Unknown to Jim, in his distracted state he forgot to close his mind. Aisha stopped her advances and closed her arms around him lying on his chest.
"Jim, its ok. If you don't want to yet we don't have to."
"I want to, I just..." Jim was cut short by Aisha's finger on his lips.
"Just do what comes natural." She said sitting upright across his legs.
Jim raised himself up to his wife and kissed her lips slowly moving down. He went across her cheek, down her neck, eventually finding her breast. Aisha gasped as his tongue lightly grazed her nipple and exhaled as he took it into his mouth. His hands burnt a path down her back eventually letting his fingertips slip under the edge of her underwear. She pressed her hands in his hair pulling his head closer to her chest as he rolled them over laying her down on the bed. She pulled his pants and boxers off and then tended to her last article of clothing as he moved his lips back up her neck to her own. After a few more moments of kissing, Jim propped up on one arm and just looked at her.
*She is an angel.* He thought as she reached up and let her hand run along his chest. He lowered his lips to hers once more as his hand caressed her inner thigh. Their tongues playfully caressed, moving to explore each other's mouths. His lips trailed south, gently pausing over her other breast. And stopping briefly at her navel, which happened to be a ticklish spot. She arched her back as he stopped his journey, playfully kissing down her thigh towards her sex. She moaned running her fingers through his hair as he kissed and massaged her. Her breathing becoming ragged and sporadic as her hands gripped the sheets. He finally hit the spot he was looking for and she lost all control, her back arching once more as she moaned with pleasure. He moved back up along side her as she regained her senses.
"I... thought you... didn't know what to... do." She said through gasped breaths.
"I don't, but you can't grow up with someone like Gene and not overhear enough to at least wing it." He said kissing her cheekbone and letting his hand trace her hips. She giggled at his response pushing her body against him, urging him to continue. He positioned himself over her as their tongues locked in a new embrace. She moaned as his erection rubbed against her thighs and one hand slowly massaged her left breast. He looked into her eyes as his tip met her opening and slowly started to enter. Although inexperienced, Jim wasn't stupid. He held his position and let Aisha slide herself onto him and grow accustomed to the feeling of him inside her. Sensing Aisha was ok, and the fact that he couldn't restrain himself anymore, Jim began slowly moving in and out of her. Aisha was in complete ecstasy. It was amazing how someone as powerful as Jim was so gentle. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, sliding against one another. Their lips trailed all over, from their faces, to their shoulders, and down to each other's chests. Jim desperately tried to hold on to himself but felt the urge building to a point where he could no longer hold on. Just as he was about to lose control Aisha's arms and legs tightened around him as her back arched with her second orgasm as she silently gasped, unable to even scream. Jim buried his face in her neck as the sensation of her tightening around him pushed him over the edge, causing him to spill into her. Both of their bodies shuddering and convulsing in a pleasure that felt too good to be true.
"I love you Aisha."
I love you Jim."
As their heads stopped spinning, he moved off to her side and pulled the covers over them. As if by instinct, Aisha moved halfway on top of him with her head on his chest, which was still rising to catch his breath. The last thing they both felt before drifting off to sleep was the tingling cold of their spouses' wedding band. Jim's which moved along her back. And Aisha's which was on his chest.
... Well? How was it? Probably the only lemon I will ever write. I just had to prove to myself that I could do it. Please Review. Anyway, two more to go. And trust me, I think you will be surprised.