KNOCK KNOCK
"Isaac" Sean nodded.
"Sean."
"Is Marita here?"
"She's in her room."
"Isaac, Marita is MY wife and I'm taking her home with me whether she likes it or not" he said firmly, but with respect.
Sean walked past Isaac and went straight to her room.
"Marita" he called as he knocked on the door, then opened it.
Marita was looking out her window and turned at his voice.
"Marita, get your bags. You're coming home" he said.
"Who does he think he is?" MM
"Your husband" MH
Marita raised her brow as her temper flared. "Who do you think you're talking to?"
"I said 'Marita', didn't I?" he said as he walked over to her.
"I'm not going ANYWHERE with you!" she said in anger.
"Yes you are" he said as he stooped down and picked her up and slung her over his shoulder.
She let out a SCREAM. "Sean Logan!" she swatted him on his behind.
"PUT" swat.
"ME" swat.
"DOWN!!" swat, swat, swat.......
"I will. When we get home!" he turned and walked out of her room. "Isaac, I'm taking her home and nobody is gonna stop me!" he reiterated as he stomped through the front room.
"Pa Pa!!" she cried to Isaac.
Isaac stood there watching his daughter being taken, kicking and screaming, out of his house. He was tempted to stop Sean, but he knew his 'baby girl' was a big girl now. And he knew she belonged with her husband. He also knew that Sean would not hurt her and that she was indeed in good hands, so he let Sean do what he should have done days ago - take his wife home.
Outside, Marita continued to yell at Sean.
"PUT ME DOWN!!" Marita screamed as her feet flailed and her fists pounded Sean's back.
The passers by turned at the sound of a woman's piercing screams. They were about to run to her rescue, but when they saw that it was Marita, draped over Sean's shoulder, they realized their services where not needed. They simply watched as Sean dumped her on his horse, hopped on behind her and rode off.
"Stop this animal and let me off RIGHT NOW!!!!"
Sean ignored her as he pushed Ahab to run faster. Marita screamed at him the entire way. When he got to the cabin, he hopped down and grabbed a fighting Marita off the horse and threw her over his shoulder and walked to the cabin.
"I'm gonna get you for this SEAN LOGAN!!!" she said as she beat on his back.
"Be quiet" he said as he swatted her behind.
SCREAM!!! "YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!!!!"
When they got to the bedroom, Sean dumped her unceremoniously on the bed and climbed on top of her. Marita went wild as she beat on his chest.
"GET OFF OF ME!!!" she huffed.
It took him a few minutes, but Sean eventually took hold of her wrists and pinned them above her head. He looked down at her as she breathed heavily. The anger in her eyes almost scorched him. He smiled a sweet smile and lowered his head near hers.
"Welcome home" he said before he swooped down to take her lips.
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Sean lay in the bed with his hands folded beneath his head, looking up at the ceiling. His plan to drag Marita home played out nicely in his head.
It was Friday and Sean had had enough. It had been five days and she still had not come home. He missed her sweet voice. He missed her smile. He missed her laughter. He missed her teasing. He missed her pampering. He missed her listening ear. He missed her cooking. He missed her sweet body. He missed her.
His pride would not let him go to her and tell her that he would accept her full support, monetary and otherwise. His pride told him that he was the breadwinner. His pride told him that he was the provider. His pride told him that he didn't need Marita's help to support them.
His pride cost him five warm nights with the woman he loved. His pride cost him his friend. His pride cost him his wife. His pride cost him his lover. His pride had cost him a price he didn't want to pay any longer - estrangement from Marita.
Sean wanted back everything his pride had cost him. He would go to Marita and beg her to forgive him for being so pig-headed and he would tell her in plain English that he would use every penny she earned, if that would make her happy. If she did not come home that way, he would to switch to Plan B and drag her home.
Sean smiled as he got out of bed. This would be the last morning he would wake up without Marita.
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When she woke up Friday morning, Marita admitted to herself that she was waddling in self-pity. She missed Sean and she was miserable. Auntie Eleanor was right about her hiding at Isaac's and she was right about Marita belonging with her husband. She wanted to go home. She wanted her friend back. She wanted her husband back. She wanted her lover back.
Marita knew that Sean loved her, loved her more than anything. She knew his only concern was her happiness and she knew that he would give his right arm to take back what he had done. She knew he was sorry. She knew he missed her. She knew he was a rare jewel of a husband even though he needed a little polishing every now and then.
And she knew she missed him. After work, she would go home, home where she belonged.
Marita smiled as she got out of bed. This was the last morning she would wake up without her man.
"Morning Pa Pa" Marita smiled as she walked into the front room.
"Morning baby girl" Isaac said. He was pleasantly surprised to see her bright smile.
"You hungry?" she asked.
"You don't have to cook sweetheart" he told her that every morning.
"I don't mind" she told him every morning.
Marita prepared a hearty breakfast for them. As she cooked, she wondered what Sean had done for breakfast for the past 5 mornings. She hoped he had gone up to the house to eat. She decided that she would cook him all his favorites tomorrow morning.
"I'm going home today Pa Pa" Marita told Isaac as they ate.
"I was wondering when you would" he teased her.
"I never should have left" Marita said, with regret in her voice.
"Don't be so hard on yourself sweetheart. We all make mistakes and you're correcting your mistake by going home" he smiled. "I'm sure Sean will be glad."
After they finished eating, they cleared the table and both headed to work.
When Marita walked into the study, she was disappointed. There was no rose and no note. She thought Sean had gotten tired of begging her to come home. Her feelings were a little hurt but she realized that he had begged her for 4 days straight and she wondered if she would have gotten tired of begging. All in all, it did not really matter. She would be going home today after work and that made her happy. Marita busied herself with her work and helped Alice and Lexy with the chores.
"Are you still mad at Sean?" Lexy asked as they hung clothes.
"Alexandria!" Alice scolded.
Marita laughed. "It's OK Alice. No, Lexy, I'm not mad at him anymore."
"Are you going back to the cabin?"
Marita laughed again. She did not think Lexy knew she was staying with Isaac, but now she realized that she should have known better.
"Yes, Lexy, I'm going back to the cabin."
"Good. Now, Sean will stop being so grouchy."
The three of them laughed and continued talking while they hung clothes.
After lunch, Marita went back to the study and was disappointed again.
"No rose!" MH
Marita sat down at the desk and began going over her receipts and logging them in her books. She had so many tasks to do that when she heard the front door open and close and looked up at the clock, she was surprised to see it was almost 5:30.
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Sean had finished his day earlier than he expected. He made it back to the farm before Marita left his Pa's for the day. He decided to go and see her and beg her once more to come home. If she refused, he would be throwing her over his shoulder and dragging her out of his Pa's house instead of her Pa's house.
Sean walked up the steps to the house. Ned was on the porch enjoying a cigar.
"Hi son" Ned said, looking at Sean with concern.
"Hi Pa" Sean said. "Is Marita still here?"
"Yeah, son. You need anything?" he asked as he put his hand on Sean's shoulder.
"I need her, Pa" Sean said.
"Then go and get her" Ned encouraged him as he gave Sean a supportive smile.
Sean smiled and walked into the house.
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"Hey" Sean said as he walked into the study and closed the door.
"I have missed him!!" MH
"Hey" she said quietly as she stood up. A smile formed on her lips and tears formed in her eyes. Sean had three roses and three notes in his hand.
He walked up to her and gave her the roses. She smelled them and added them to the vase. She now had a dozen red roses. He handed her the three notes.
"I'm sorry"
"I love you"
"I miss you"
She her tears flowed as she read each one.
"I'm sorry for letting my pride get in the way again. I promise you that we can use your money, I mean, our money, from the herbicide business for whatever you want. If you want to use it for the tobacco business, we can. If you want to use it for the house, we can. Whatever you want. Whatever makes you happy" Sean said.
Marita's smiled brightened as she looked at him through her tears. She was prepared to let him be a 'man' and do it all on his own. At this moment, she fell deeper in love with him because he had laid aside his antiquated ideas just for her.
Sean took her face between his strong hands and kissed her tears away. His lips met hers as they tenderly kissed one another. Marita circled her arms around his waist. As the kiss deepened, Sean moved his hands down her back until they rested on her hips. He pulled her closer as he wrapped her in his arms. Sean had missed the taste of her lips, the feel of her soft body pressed against his. Marita had missed his manly smell, the feel of his strong arms holding her tight. When the kiss ended, they looked at each other and smiled.
The door to the study opened. Sean turned to see who it was as Marita rested her forehead on his shoulder. Lexy was standing there with a big smile on her face. She had seen Sean coming to the house with the roses and she wanted to be sure Marita had taken him back.
"You guys staying for supper?" she asked, knowing that both Sean and Marita knew she had come to be nosey, and the invitation was just her excuse to see what was going on.
"Not tonight, Lexy. We're going home" Sean answered, smiling at his scheming little sister.
"OK. Well I'll see you guys later" she said as she backed out of the room and closed the door.
Ned saw her coming from the study and frowned at his child.
"They made up" Lexy said, before he could scold her. She breezed past him on her way upstairs.
Back in the study
"Wanna go for a ride?" Sean asked as he bent his head and kiss Marita's cheek.
"I'd love too" she said as she lifted her head off his shoulder and kissed his lips.
They let go of each other, grabbed hands and walked out the study. Once outside, Sean got Ahab, helped Marita up and hopped on behind her. They stopped by Isaac's and got a blanket and went down by the river. Sean spread the blanket out under an oak tree and sat with his back against the tree trunk. Marita sat between his legs and snuggled against his chest, resting her head on his shoulder. They did not say a word as the enjoyed holding each other and watching the sun begin to set and hearing the sound of the flowing river.
"I really missed you, Marita" Sean said as he thought about the last five mornings waking up and she was not there.
"I missed you too" Marita said. "Sean, I'm sorry about walking out on you. I know I shouldn't have done that. I do understand that you want to build a life for us. I just want to help you. But if you really feel like you have to do it by yourself, I'll respect that."
"It's not so much that I don't want your help. I just want to take care of what's mine. But I promise you that I'll never do anything like taking out a loan unless we both agree to it."
They both realized that they would have to make compromises and both were willing to do so. Compromise was better than separation from one another.
Marita began to rub her hand over Sean's rib cage and noticed that he felt a little thinner.
"Have you been eating?" she asked.
"Yeah. I've been eating in town, but I've missed your cooking" he smiled before kissing her forehead.
They continued to talk and hold each other until the sun went down and the stars lit up the sky.
"Ready to go home?" Sean asked.
"Yeah" Marita answered as she ran her hand down his arm.
They decided to walk back to the cabin so that they could enjoy the beautiful night. The couple held hands as they strolled home.
When they made it to the cabin, Marita realized how much she missed being there - there with Sean. She was home again and it felt good. Sean was glad the empty feeling was gone. As much as he felt Marita's absence, he felt her presence.
"I'll start a fire" Sean said.
"OK" Marita said as she lit the lanterns in the cabin.
Sean went outside to get some wood and Marita went into the bedroom. Sean came back inside with his arms filled with logs and walked past the opened bedroom door heading for the fireplace. He caught a glimpse of something in the bedroom that caused him to stop dead in his tracks. Marita had her back to him and she was undressing. As he stood there watching her, he realized how much he had missed having her. He walked over to the fireplace and dropped the logs and turned and went into the bedroom.
Marita had undressed down to her undergarments. Sean walked up behind her and put his hands on her upper arms and kissed her neck. He then wrapped his arms around her, pinning her arms to her side, as he kissed her cheek, her ear, and her temple. Marita loved being loved by Sean.
Sean loosened his grip on her and turned her around. He pulled her into his arms and covered her lips with his. He gently opened her lips and drew her tongue into his mouth. He used his tongue to caress hers as he savored her sweet taste. Sean stole back all the kisses he had missed in the last five days as his mouth devoured hers.
Marita was in heaven. She had missed his soft curls. His sweet and tender lips. His strong arms surrounding her. She missed him.
As they continued to kiss, Sean moved his hands to Marita's shoulders and slid the shift down her arms. When the shift was around her waist, Sean put his hands inside her shift and bloomers and ran his hands down her smooth body. Then he used his large, strong hands to tenderly cup her derriere and he pull her into his hard body.
With their lips still locked in a tender kiss, Marita unbuttoned Sean's shirt. She moved her hands from his abdomen, up over his pectorals, to his shoulders. She pushed the shirt off his shoulders on to the floor.
Sean pulled away from their kiss as he bent down and picked Marita up. He gently lay her down on the bed and stripped off the rest of his clothes. Sean wanted simply to love her. He spent the next hour doing just that. Carefully caressing, tenderly touching.
He covered Marita with his body as he placed kisses over her face. He kissed her forehead. He kissed each eyelid. He kissed the tip of her nose. He kissed her left cheek. He kissed her right cheek. He kissed her chin. He kissed her lips.
His every caress, his every touch said 'I love you'. He was gentle as he moved his hands over her body, caressing her breasts, her rib cage, her inner thighs, and her womanhood. He used his lips to suckle her neck, her breasts, her inner thighs and her sensitive area.
As he hands rested on her hips, Sean used his tongue to trace letters across her stomach.
'I' he traced, then kissed her stomach.
'L' he traced, then another kiss.
'O' he traced, then another kiss.
'V' he traced, then another kiss.
'E' he traced, then another kiss.
'Y' he traced, then another kiss.
'O' he traced, then another kiss.
'U' he traced, then another kiss.
Sean poured himself out for her as he refused to satisfy his need to fill her. He simply wanted to satisfy her.
Marita basked in the glow of the tender love Sean was making to her. His every caress touched more than just her body. His every caress touched her heart, her very being. Whenever they made love, Sean always touched something deep within her. This time she recognized that he not only made love to her body, he also made love to her soul.
Marita would not be completely satisfied until Sean filled her with himself and she told him so.
"I want you" she whispered to him as he kissed her stomach. "I need to have you. I need to feel you inside of me".
Sean could no longer deny himself. If he denied himself, he would deny her. Sean moved up her body until he was settled over her and between her legs. He put his hands underneath Marita's hips and lifted her as he entered her body, slowly and deliberately.
"AAAHHH" he moaned as his pleasure increased as he moved deeper inside of her.
Marita closed her eyes and relished the feel of him. As he inched his way inside of her, Marita felt more complete, more satisfied.
When he was fully embedded inside Marita, Sean lowered his face near hers and his lips hovered just above hers.
"Marita" he breathed as he put his fingers through his hair.
Marita opened her eyes. He looked into her beautiful brown eyes. She looked into his beautiful blue eyes.
"DON'T EVER" he said with urgency "leave me again."
"I won't" Marita promised.
"You own me Marita" he moaned as he pulled half way out of her. "You own every part of me" he groaned as he pushed himself back into her. "My heart is yours" he pulled out. "My soul is yours" he pushed in. "My mind is yours" he pulled out. "My body is yours" he pulled out and pushed in.
Sean's lips then met hers and opened them. He caressed her tongue with his as his slow, long strokes paralleled the strokes of his tongue. As their bodies responded to the friction Sean was causing, his strokes increased in speed. His lips kissed her cheek before he rested his cheek against hers. Marita felt his hot breath in her ear as his breathing became labored.
Their love dance became wild as moans of pleasure escaped their lips. The closer they got to their peak of pleasure the more sensual their moans became.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH" they both moaned when they found pleasure in each other.
Sean rolled onto his back and carried Marita with him. He held her close, glad that she was back in his arms.
They fell asleep, both vowing that they would never let anything separate them again.
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The thunder roared and the lightening struck as the heavy rain drops beat against the window. Sean woke to the sounds of the thunderstorm and reached for Marita. She was not there. He instantly opened his eyes and thought he had dreamed the previous night. When he was fully awake, he realized that Marita had indeed come home. She was probably in the kitchen cooking breakfast.
Sean lay in bed and had his devotion and prayer. Afterwards, he thought about his separation from Marita and how empty he felt when she was gone. He never wanted to go through that again. Marita had promised him she would never leave him again, but he had a need to hear her say it again. A feeling of possessiveness overcame Sean as he thought about his brief detachment from Marita. She was a part of his very soul and he realized that he could not live without her. Intensity for her instantly built up in him and his body had a craving - an intense craving for her.
Sean threw back the covers and got out of bed. He washed his face and went into the front room.
Marita was at the wood stove with her silk robe on. She felt good being at home again. She wanted to make Sean's favorite breakfast and have breakfast in bed with him. She regretted leaving him and regretted staying away 5 whole days. She knew Auntie was right. She needed to be with her husband, no matter how bad their fight was. She would never leave him again. She may have to put him out the bedroom every now and then, but she would never again walk out on her husband, on her marriage.
Sean slid up behind her and grabbed her. Marita smiled when she felt his arms around her.
"Good Morning" Marita said with a smile in her voice.
Sean did not respond. Instead, his lips found the back of her neck and his hands grabbed her breasts.
"Sean, I'm about to cook breakfast" she said innocently as his hands and lips continued to move fervently on her body.
Again, Sean did not say a word but continued to kiss her neck. While his left hand continued to caress her breast, his right hand moved down her stomach and found its way between her legs. Sean caressed her through the silk before moving his hand underneath her robe and touching her.
Marita forgot about cooking breakfast as Sean's fingers worked their magic. Marita laid her head back on his shoulder and rested her hand on his forearm. Soft moans escaped her lips as Sean rubbed and caressed. He continued his rubbing and caressing until Marita called out his name.
"S E A N" she moaned from deep within her throat as her body released its sweet essence.
Once Sean obtained that goal, he moved to reach his next goal. He removed his hand from her and walked her over to the wall. He turned her around, pushed her up against the wall and glued his lips to her neck while his hands settled on her waist.
Sean kissed over her neck and face as he pressed his groan into Marita and moved provocatively against her. Marita ran her hands over his shoulders and arms before taking his face in her hands and giving a passionate, wet kiss. She opened his lips and stuck her tongue in his mouth. She caressed his tongue then swept her tongue through his mouth. She drew his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it.
While Marita continued to devour his lips and tongue, Sean opened her robe and put his hands on her breasts and roughly squeezed, causing Marita to shriek into his mouth. As Marita continued to hold his head in her hands, Sean's lips kissed her chin and moved lower. He kissed down the column of her neck, then down between her breasts. His lips moved to suckle and lick one breast while his hand sought her tender spot.
"AAHH!!" Marita moaned and gripped his head tighter.
Sean enjoyed one breast, then the other while his fingers rubbed merciless against Marita.
"S E A N!" she cried out when she felt her body moistening.
When Sean felt her quiver, he moved his fingers faster and sucked her breast harder.
"AAAHHHHHH!!!" Marita groaned as she reached her zenith.
Sean then put both hands on her hips as he kissed between her breast and lowered himself to kiss down her stomach. By the time he reached her navel, he was on his knees. He licked and kissed across her womb as her body spiraled down. Once Marita's tremors waned, Sean lifted her left leg, draped it over his shoulder and wrapped his arm around it to station it on his shoulder.
"Sean" Marita breathed. "What are you doing to me?" she sighed as she put her right hand on his shoulder and her left hand on his head to steady herself
Instead of answering her, Sean began to kiss the inside of her left thigh. He slowly, very slowly kissed and nibbled back and forth over her inner thigh. Sean used his finger to invade her sweet, wet body and caress her insides while his thumb to push her erotic button. He continued his thigh kissing, inside caressing and button pushing until Marita cried.
"PLEASE SEAN. AAAAHHH!"
Sean removed his hand from her and rubbed up and down her right thigh. When Marita was close to recovering from his onslaught, he started in on her again.
With her leg still over his shoulder, Sean used his fingers to open her to his seeking mouth, causing Marita to gasp. She dropped her head back against the wall, closed her eyes and began to tremble at his touch.
"OOHHH!" she groaned as Sean's tongue moved on her.
The faster he moved against her, the louder Marita groaned. Only the thunder outside made more noise.
"S E A N" she cried as he relentlessly caressed her.
As she climaxed, Marita begged Sean to give her what she wanted - him. But Sean had other plans. As her body spiraled down from the ecstasy, Sean did not ease his caress. He intensified it. He removed his mouth from her sensitive place and put his fingers there. He rubbed against her almost roughly and he kissed over her womb.
"Sean, PLEASE" she begged as she labored to breath and tears formed in her eyes. She needed to be filled, filled with him.
Sean ignored her pleas and continued to massage her with his fingers, causing her body to climb the mountain of pleasure again. After long minutes of caresses, Marita's body began to stiffen as she neared release. When Sean felt her body nearing explosion, he began to talk to her between his kisses.
"Come on" he said in a deeply sensual voice and kissed her stomach.
"Come on baby" Kiss.
"FEEL it." Kiss. His fingers moved even faster, even rougher against her.
"I know" Kiss.
"it feels" Kiss.
"good" Kiss.
"to you." Kiss.
"I love it" Kiss.
"when you moan for me." Kisses.
Marita's pleasure increased immensely, as his words seemed to stroke her emotional sensitive spot. The explosion started and Marita did not think she would survive it. She moaned out his name and cried out her pleasure as lightening struck.
Sean released her leg and let it fall to the floor. He put his hands on her hips and continued to kiss and lick across her stomach. Marita put both hands on his shoulders and tried to calm down. As her euphoria subsided, she dropped her head and looked down at the top of his head. When she found her voice, she spoke.
"Please, Sean" she breathed out as her body continued to tremble from his touch. She was begging him to finish what he started over at the stove.
As his kisses climbed up her stomach, Marita knew Sean would carry her to their bed and satisfy the urgent need she had for him. However, Sean had other plans. He had kissed his way up to her neck and suckled it as he put his hands on her buttocks and pulled Marita into his hardened manhood.
Marita sighed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and waited to be carried to the bed. Sean moved his hands over her derriere for several minutes as he rubbed himself against her.
Marita was getting restless for him.
"Come on, Sean" she crooned. "Please" she begged. "I want you SO bad!" she whispered to him as she stuck her tongue in his ear and moved her hands to push his pajama bottoms off his hips.
When he could no longer hold himself back, Sean lifted her left leg.
"Wrapped your leg around me" he whispered in her ear.
Marita did as instructed as he held on to her thigh.
He then lifted her right leg, held her up by her buttocks and pinned her against the wall. Marita held on to him for dear life as her legs wrapped around his hips and her arms tightened around his neck.
"OOHH!!" Marita moaned as Sean entered her.
Sean began his erotic movements and Marita was in heaven. She never dreamed he could make love to her against a wall.
"You feel so good baby" he breathed in her ear as he nibbled on it.
"So do you" Marita sighed. "I've missed you" she groaned as her body found satisfaction from his standing invasion.
They both moaned and groaned their delight. They both lost themselves in each other as their bodies became one. They both felt intense pleasure as their love juices began to overflow. They both screamed at the top of their lungs, surpassing the volume of out the thunder and lightening, as their bodies shuttered from the rapture of their lovemaking.
Both had labored breathing as Sean released Marita's legs and they slid down the sides his body onto the floor. Sean leaned into Marita, resting the side of his face against the side of her face and resting his arms on the wall on either side of her head. Marita hung her arms over his shoulders and sighed.
"Maybe I should leave him every now and again" MM
"You'd better be kidding" MH
"If he loves me like this when I come back. Hum, I don't know ..." MM
They stayed in that position as they caught their breaths and their bodies cooled down. It took ten minutes for their temperatures to return to normal.
"Ah!" Marita exclaimed. "That was good." Her body was still feeling the aftershocks.
Sean laughed a sexy laugh. "You liked that, huh?"
"Very much" Marita admitted, then kissed his cheek.
"Wanna go again?" he asked when he lifted his head and looked into her eyes.
"I don't think you have anything left" Marita teased.
Sean's ego took that hit and he decided immediately to show her that he had plenty left. He bent and wrapped his arms around her thighs and picked her up. He walked over to the table, pulled off the tablecloth and laid her down.
"Let's see what I have left" he challenged her as he gave her a red hot look.
Marita began to tingle at his words, his stare, then his touch.
Sean spread her legs then lifted them and laid them on his shoulders. He used his right hand to touch her again and moved his fingers up and down on her. His left hand held her left calf as he turned his head and kissed it.
As moans began to come from her, Sean began talking to Marita.
"Tell me again" he whispered "that you'll never leave me". He placed another kiss on the inside of her calf as his caresses continued.
Marita's mind was centered on the pleasure Sean was again giving her, not on telling him she would never leave him.
"AH" she sighed.
"Tell me, Marita" he said a little louder as he rubbed a little faster. "Promise me you won't leave me."
"AH"
"Promise me" he crooned, as his caresses became relentless.
"I, I promise" she moaned, barely coherent.
"You promise what?" he said, before kissing her calf again.
"I won't" she whispered as her body drew closer to ecstasy. "I won't leave you again."
"Promise?" he said as he increased the movements of his fingers.
"I promise!" she cried as her body shuttered.
Sean smiled as he watched the woman he loved more than life itself enjoy his touch. With her legs still resting on his shoulders, Sean leaned down over her until her legs could go back no further.
"You" he said between gritted teeth as he penetrated her soft body.
"belong" he pushed himself deeper.
"to" deeper he went.
"me" he said as he fully embedded himself into her.
"Tell me" he said as he slowly pulled out of her. "Who you belong to" he demanded in a possessive voice.
Marita's mind was gone as she floated on the sensuous, possessive words Sean had spoken.
"Tell me, Marita" he said as he began to move in and out of her. "Tell me who you belong to."
"You" she said, barely audible.
Marita's legs slid off his shoulders as Sean continued to move within her. He lowered himself and kissed her lips as he brought them gratification.
When they recovered, Sean stood straight and pulled Marita up. He put his hands on either side of her and kissed her lips.
"Looks like I had some left" he smiled when he raised his lips from hers.
"I guess you did" Marita smiled. "I need another bath" she said.
"I'll warm the water."
Sean and Marita enjoyed a leisurely bath as they bathed each other and laughed and teased one another.
"I really missed you" Marita told him as she rinsed his chest.
"If you missed me so much" he teased "you would have come home sooner."
Marita grinned at him as she put her hands in the water and rested them on his thighs.
"So, you don't believe I missed you?" she asked as she started to rub up and down his thighs.
"No" he said, guessing that she was about to show him that she had.
Marita looked into his eyes as her hands rubbed up his thighs and found his manhood. She stroked him a few times before she sat on his lap. She kissed his lips then moved to kiss his neck. She bit and suckled his neck as she ran her hands over his shoulders and arms. Marita kissed him over his face as she put her hand between their bodies and held him. She rubbed until he was stiff in her hand. She then lifted herself and guided him to her entrance and slowly lowered herself on his protruding member. Marita stared moving her wet body over him, sliding up and down on him.
"You don't think I missed you?" she whispered in his ear as she nibbled on it.
Sean did not answer.
"Does it feel like I missed you?" she said as she stuck her tongue in his ear and squeezed his manhood with her womanhood, causing him to moan. "Does it?" she asked again, squeezing him tighter, when he simply groaned.
"Um hum" he sighed.
Marita started moving frantically on top of him and continued to ride her horseman until she drained the last bit of life out of him. She fell on him after they exploded.
They lounged in the tub until they recuperated.
"You sucked the life out of me woman! I don't I have anything left" Sean laughed.
Marita laughed too. "I don't either."
They shared a sweet kiss. They were both thoroughly and completely drained, satisfied and exhausted. They could not have been any happier.
When they finally got out of the tub, they dried each other off and dressed. Marita made it back over to the stove and this time she was able to cook breakfast. Sean wanted to help, but Marita did not want his help. This was her way of taking care of him and that helped her to understand his deep desire to take care of her in his way. She decided then that she would never again insist that he use 'her' money.
Sean was a little disappointed that Marita did not want his help with cooking the breakfast. He now understood her desire to help him build their life together. He decided that he would never again protest when she wanted to help out.
Over the next three months, Sean was able to get the house finished. Marita had many ideas for decorating but she wanted to pay cash for all their furnishing and Sean told her she could handle it anyway she wanted. Marita decided to furnish the house room by room as they got extra money. When they moved in, Marita had gotten curtains for all the windows and furniture for the master bedroom.
Sean would take every opportunity he could to make up to Marita for the big fight he caused a few months ago. Marita told him time and again that she had forgiven him, but he still felt a need to show her how sorry he was.
Sean wanted to surprise Marita this particular morning. He had asked Cook to prepare a special breakfast for him. He wanted to have breakfast in bed with Marita. Sean opened the door to their bedroom and found Marita face down on the floor. His heart stopped and he ran to her. He gently turned her over and felt for a pulse.
To Be Continued........................
"Isaac" Sean nodded.
"Sean."
"Is Marita here?"
"She's in her room."
"Isaac, Marita is MY wife and I'm taking her home with me whether she likes it or not" he said firmly, but with respect.
Sean walked past Isaac and went straight to her room.
"Marita" he called as he knocked on the door, then opened it.
Marita was looking out her window and turned at his voice.
"Marita, get your bags. You're coming home" he said.
"Who does he think he is?" MM
"Your husband" MH
Marita raised her brow as her temper flared. "Who do you think you're talking to?"
"I said 'Marita', didn't I?" he said as he walked over to her.
"I'm not going ANYWHERE with you!" she said in anger.
"Yes you are" he said as he stooped down and picked her up and slung her over his shoulder.
She let out a SCREAM. "Sean Logan!" she swatted him on his behind.
"PUT" swat.
"ME" swat.
"DOWN!!" swat, swat, swat.......
"I will. When we get home!" he turned and walked out of her room. "Isaac, I'm taking her home and nobody is gonna stop me!" he reiterated as he stomped through the front room.
"Pa Pa!!" she cried to Isaac.
Isaac stood there watching his daughter being taken, kicking and screaming, out of his house. He was tempted to stop Sean, but he knew his 'baby girl' was a big girl now. And he knew she belonged with her husband. He also knew that Sean would not hurt her and that she was indeed in good hands, so he let Sean do what he should have done days ago - take his wife home.
Outside, Marita continued to yell at Sean.
"PUT ME DOWN!!" Marita screamed as her feet flailed and her fists pounded Sean's back.
The passers by turned at the sound of a woman's piercing screams. They were about to run to her rescue, but when they saw that it was Marita, draped over Sean's shoulder, they realized their services where not needed. They simply watched as Sean dumped her on his horse, hopped on behind her and rode off.
"Stop this animal and let me off RIGHT NOW!!!!"
Sean ignored her as he pushed Ahab to run faster. Marita screamed at him the entire way. When he got to the cabin, he hopped down and grabbed a fighting Marita off the horse and threw her over his shoulder and walked to the cabin.
"I'm gonna get you for this SEAN LOGAN!!!" she said as she beat on his back.
"Be quiet" he said as he swatted her behind.
SCREAM!!! "YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!!!!"
When they got to the bedroom, Sean dumped her unceremoniously on the bed and climbed on top of her. Marita went wild as she beat on his chest.
"GET OFF OF ME!!!" she huffed.
It took him a few minutes, but Sean eventually took hold of her wrists and pinned them above her head. He looked down at her as she breathed heavily. The anger in her eyes almost scorched him. He smiled a sweet smile and lowered his head near hers.
"Welcome home" he said before he swooped down to take her lips.
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Sean lay in the bed with his hands folded beneath his head, looking up at the ceiling. His plan to drag Marita home played out nicely in his head.
It was Friday and Sean had had enough. It had been five days and she still had not come home. He missed her sweet voice. He missed her smile. He missed her laughter. He missed her teasing. He missed her pampering. He missed her listening ear. He missed her cooking. He missed her sweet body. He missed her.
His pride would not let him go to her and tell her that he would accept her full support, monetary and otherwise. His pride told him that he was the breadwinner. His pride told him that he was the provider. His pride told him that he didn't need Marita's help to support them.
His pride cost him five warm nights with the woman he loved. His pride cost him his friend. His pride cost him his wife. His pride cost him his lover. His pride had cost him a price he didn't want to pay any longer - estrangement from Marita.
Sean wanted back everything his pride had cost him. He would go to Marita and beg her to forgive him for being so pig-headed and he would tell her in plain English that he would use every penny she earned, if that would make her happy. If she did not come home that way, he would to switch to Plan B and drag her home.
Sean smiled as he got out of bed. This would be the last morning he would wake up without Marita.
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When she woke up Friday morning, Marita admitted to herself that she was waddling in self-pity. She missed Sean and she was miserable. Auntie Eleanor was right about her hiding at Isaac's and she was right about Marita belonging with her husband. She wanted to go home. She wanted her friend back. She wanted her husband back. She wanted her lover back.
Marita knew that Sean loved her, loved her more than anything. She knew his only concern was her happiness and she knew that he would give his right arm to take back what he had done. She knew he was sorry. She knew he missed her. She knew he was a rare jewel of a husband even though he needed a little polishing every now and then.
And she knew she missed him. After work, she would go home, home where she belonged.
Marita smiled as she got out of bed. This was the last morning she would wake up without her man.
"Morning Pa Pa" Marita smiled as she walked into the front room.
"Morning baby girl" Isaac said. He was pleasantly surprised to see her bright smile.
"You hungry?" she asked.
"You don't have to cook sweetheart" he told her that every morning.
"I don't mind" she told him every morning.
Marita prepared a hearty breakfast for them. As she cooked, she wondered what Sean had done for breakfast for the past 5 mornings. She hoped he had gone up to the house to eat. She decided that she would cook him all his favorites tomorrow morning.
"I'm going home today Pa Pa" Marita told Isaac as they ate.
"I was wondering when you would" he teased her.
"I never should have left" Marita said, with regret in her voice.
"Don't be so hard on yourself sweetheart. We all make mistakes and you're correcting your mistake by going home" he smiled. "I'm sure Sean will be glad."
After they finished eating, they cleared the table and both headed to work.
When Marita walked into the study, she was disappointed. There was no rose and no note. She thought Sean had gotten tired of begging her to come home. Her feelings were a little hurt but she realized that he had begged her for 4 days straight and she wondered if she would have gotten tired of begging. All in all, it did not really matter. She would be going home today after work and that made her happy. Marita busied herself with her work and helped Alice and Lexy with the chores.
"Are you still mad at Sean?" Lexy asked as they hung clothes.
"Alexandria!" Alice scolded.
Marita laughed. "It's OK Alice. No, Lexy, I'm not mad at him anymore."
"Are you going back to the cabin?"
Marita laughed again. She did not think Lexy knew she was staying with Isaac, but now she realized that she should have known better.
"Yes, Lexy, I'm going back to the cabin."
"Good. Now, Sean will stop being so grouchy."
The three of them laughed and continued talking while they hung clothes.
After lunch, Marita went back to the study and was disappointed again.
"No rose!" MH
Marita sat down at the desk and began going over her receipts and logging them in her books. She had so many tasks to do that when she heard the front door open and close and looked up at the clock, she was surprised to see it was almost 5:30.
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Sean had finished his day earlier than he expected. He made it back to the farm before Marita left his Pa's for the day. He decided to go and see her and beg her once more to come home. If she refused, he would be throwing her over his shoulder and dragging her out of his Pa's house instead of her Pa's house.
Sean walked up the steps to the house. Ned was on the porch enjoying a cigar.
"Hi son" Ned said, looking at Sean with concern.
"Hi Pa" Sean said. "Is Marita still here?"
"Yeah, son. You need anything?" he asked as he put his hand on Sean's shoulder.
"I need her, Pa" Sean said.
"Then go and get her" Ned encouraged him as he gave Sean a supportive smile.
Sean smiled and walked into the house.
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"Hey" Sean said as he walked into the study and closed the door.
"I have missed him!!" MH
"Hey" she said quietly as she stood up. A smile formed on her lips and tears formed in her eyes. Sean had three roses and three notes in his hand.
He walked up to her and gave her the roses. She smelled them and added them to the vase. She now had a dozen red roses. He handed her the three notes.
"I'm sorry"
"I love you"
"I miss you"
She her tears flowed as she read each one.
"I'm sorry for letting my pride get in the way again. I promise you that we can use your money, I mean, our money, from the herbicide business for whatever you want. If you want to use it for the tobacco business, we can. If you want to use it for the house, we can. Whatever you want. Whatever makes you happy" Sean said.
Marita's smiled brightened as she looked at him through her tears. She was prepared to let him be a 'man' and do it all on his own. At this moment, she fell deeper in love with him because he had laid aside his antiquated ideas just for her.
Sean took her face between his strong hands and kissed her tears away. His lips met hers as they tenderly kissed one another. Marita circled her arms around his waist. As the kiss deepened, Sean moved his hands down her back until they rested on her hips. He pulled her closer as he wrapped her in his arms. Sean had missed the taste of her lips, the feel of her soft body pressed against his. Marita had missed his manly smell, the feel of his strong arms holding her tight. When the kiss ended, they looked at each other and smiled.
The door to the study opened. Sean turned to see who it was as Marita rested her forehead on his shoulder. Lexy was standing there with a big smile on her face. She had seen Sean coming to the house with the roses and she wanted to be sure Marita had taken him back.
"You guys staying for supper?" she asked, knowing that both Sean and Marita knew she had come to be nosey, and the invitation was just her excuse to see what was going on.
"Not tonight, Lexy. We're going home" Sean answered, smiling at his scheming little sister.
"OK. Well I'll see you guys later" she said as she backed out of the room and closed the door.
Ned saw her coming from the study and frowned at his child.
"They made up" Lexy said, before he could scold her. She breezed past him on her way upstairs.
Back in the study
"Wanna go for a ride?" Sean asked as he bent his head and kiss Marita's cheek.
"I'd love too" she said as she lifted her head off his shoulder and kissed his lips.
They let go of each other, grabbed hands and walked out the study. Once outside, Sean got Ahab, helped Marita up and hopped on behind her. They stopped by Isaac's and got a blanket and went down by the river. Sean spread the blanket out under an oak tree and sat with his back against the tree trunk. Marita sat between his legs and snuggled against his chest, resting her head on his shoulder. They did not say a word as the enjoyed holding each other and watching the sun begin to set and hearing the sound of the flowing river.
"I really missed you, Marita" Sean said as he thought about the last five mornings waking up and she was not there.
"I missed you too" Marita said. "Sean, I'm sorry about walking out on you. I know I shouldn't have done that. I do understand that you want to build a life for us. I just want to help you. But if you really feel like you have to do it by yourself, I'll respect that."
"It's not so much that I don't want your help. I just want to take care of what's mine. But I promise you that I'll never do anything like taking out a loan unless we both agree to it."
They both realized that they would have to make compromises and both were willing to do so. Compromise was better than separation from one another.
Marita began to rub her hand over Sean's rib cage and noticed that he felt a little thinner.
"Have you been eating?" she asked.
"Yeah. I've been eating in town, but I've missed your cooking" he smiled before kissing her forehead.
They continued to talk and hold each other until the sun went down and the stars lit up the sky.
"Ready to go home?" Sean asked.
"Yeah" Marita answered as she ran her hand down his arm.
They decided to walk back to the cabin so that they could enjoy the beautiful night. The couple held hands as they strolled home.
When they made it to the cabin, Marita realized how much she missed being there - there with Sean. She was home again and it felt good. Sean was glad the empty feeling was gone. As much as he felt Marita's absence, he felt her presence.
"I'll start a fire" Sean said.
"OK" Marita said as she lit the lanterns in the cabin.
Sean went outside to get some wood and Marita went into the bedroom. Sean came back inside with his arms filled with logs and walked past the opened bedroom door heading for the fireplace. He caught a glimpse of something in the bedroom that caused him to stop dead in his tracks. Marita had her back to him and she was undressing. As he stood there watching her, he realized how much he had missed having her. He walked over to the fireplace and dropped the logs and turned and went into the bedroom.
Marita had undressed down to her undergarments. Sean walked up behind her and put his hands on her upper arms and kissed her neck. He then wrapped his arms around her, pinning her arms to her side, as he kissed her cheek, her ear, and her temple. Marita loved being loved by Sean.
Sean loosened his grip on her and turned her around. He pulled her into his arms and covered her lips with his. He gently opened her lips and drew her tongue into his mouth. He used his tongue to caress hers as he savored her sweet taste. Sean stole back all the kisses he had missed in the last five days as his mouth devoured hers.
Marita was in heaven. She had missed his soft curls. His sweet and tender lips. His strong arms surrounding her. She missed him.
As they continued to kiss, Sean moved his hands to Marita's shoulders and slid the shift down her arms. When the shift was around her waist, Sean put his hands inside her shift and bloomers and ran his hands down her smooth body. Then he used his large, strong hands to tenderly cup her derriere and he pull her into his hard body.
With their lips still locked in a tender kiss, Marita unbuttoned Sean's shirt. She moved her hands from his abdomen, up over his pectorals, to his shoulders. She pushed the shirt off his shoulders on to the floor.
Sean pulled away from their kiss as he bent down and picked Marita up. He gently lay her down on the bed and stripped off the rest of his clothes. Sean wanted simply to love her. He spent the next hour doing just that. Carefully caressing, tenderly touching.
He covered Marita with his body as he placed kisses over her face. He kissed her forehead. He kissed each eyelid. He kissed the tip of her nose. He kissed her left cheek. He kissed her right cheek. He kissed her chin. He kissed her lips.
His every caress, his every touch said 'I love you'. He was gentle as he moved his hands over her body, caressing her breasts, her rib cage, her inner thighs, and her womanhood. He used his lips to suckle her neck, her breasts, her inner thighs and her sensitive area.
As he hands rested on her hips, Sean used his tongue to trace letters across her stomach.
'I' he traced, then kissed her stomach.
'L' he traced, then another kiss.
'O' he traced, then another kiss.
'V' he traced, then another kiss.
'E' he traced, then another kiss.
'Y' he traced, then another kiss.
'O' he traced, then another kiss.
'U' he traced, then another kiss.
Sean poured himself out for her as he refused to satisfy his need to fill her. He simply wanted to satisfy her.
Marita basked in the glow of the tender love Sean was making to her. His every caress touched more than just her body. His every caress touched her heart, her very being. Whenever they made love, Sean always touched something deep within her. This time she recognized that he not only made love to her body, he also made love to her soul.
Marita would not be completely satisfied until Sean filled her with himself and she told him so.
"I want you" she whispered to him as he kissed her stomach. "I need to have you. I need to feel you inside of me".
Sean could no longer deny himself. If he denied himself, he would deny her. Sean moved up her body until he was settled over her and between her legs. He put his hands underneath Marita's hips and lifted her as he entered her body, slowly and deliberately.
"AAAHHH" he moaned as his pleasure increased as he moved deeper inside of her.
Marita closed her eyes and relished the feel of him. As he inched his way inside of her, Marita felt more complete, more satisfied.
When he was fully embedded inside Marita, Sean lowered his face near hers and his lips hovered just above hers.
"Marita" he breathed as he put his fingers through his hair.
Marita opened her eyes. He looked into her beautiful brown eyes. She looked into his beautiful blue eyes.
"DON'T EVER" he said with urgency "leave me again."
"I won't" Marita promised.
"You own me Marita" he moaned as he pulled half way out of her. "You own every part of me" he groaned as he pushed himself back into her. "My heart is yours" he pulled out. "My soul is yours" he pushed in. "My mind is yours" he pulled out. "My body is yours" he pulled out and pushed in.
Sean's lips then met hers and opened them. He caressed her tongue with his as his slow, long strokes paralleled the strokes of his tongue. As their bodies responded to the friction Sean was causing, his strokes increased in speed. His lips kissed her cheek before he rested his cheek against hers. Marita felt his hot breath in her ear as his breathing became labored.
Their love dance became wild as moans of pleasure escaped their lips. The closer they got to their peak of pleasure the more sensual their moans became.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH" they both moaned when they found pleasure in each other.
Sean rolled onto his back and carried Marita with him. He held her close, glad that she was back in his arms.
They fell asleep, both vowing that they would never let anything separate them again.
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The thunder roared and the lightening struck as the heavy rain drops beat against the window. Sean woke to the sounds of the thunderstorm and reached for Marita. She was not there. He instantly opened his eyes and thought he had dreamed the previous night. When he was fully awake, he realized that Marita had indeed come home. She was probably in the kitchen cooking breakfast.
Sean lay in bed and had his devotion and prayer. Afterwards, he thought about his separation from Marita and how empty he felt when she was gone. He never wanted to go through that again. Marita had promised him she would never leave him again, but he had a need to hear her say it again. A feeling of possessiveness overcame Sean as he thought about his brief detachment from Marita. She was a part of his very soul and he realized that he could not live without her. Intensity for her instantly built up in him and his body had a craving - an intense craving for her.
Sean threw back the covers and got out of bed. He washed his face and went into the front room.
Marita was at the wood stove with her silk robe on. She felt good being at home again. She wanted to make Sean's favorite breakfast and have breakfast in bed with him. She regretted leaving him and regretted staying away 5 whole days. She knew Auntie was right. She needed to be with her husband, no matter how bad their fight was. She would never leave him again. She may have to put him out the bedroom every now and then, but she would never again walk out on her husband, on her marriage.
Sean slid up behind her and grabbed her. Marita smiled when she felt his arms around her.
"Good Morning" Marita said with a smile in her voice.
Sean did not respond. Instead, his lips found the back of her neck and his hands grabbed her breasts.
"Sean, I'm about to cook breakfast" she said innocently as his hands and lips continued to move fervently on her body.
Again, Sean did not say a word but continued to kiss her neck. While his left hand continued to caress her breast, his right hand moved down her stomach and found its way between her legs. Sean caressed her through the silk before moving his hand underneath her robe and touching her.
Marita forgot about cooking breakfast as Sean's fingers worked their magic. Marita laid her head back on his shoulder and rested her hand on his forearm. Soft moans escaped her lips as Sean rubbed and caressed. He continued his rubbing and caressing until Marita called out his name.
"S E A N" she moaned from deep within her throat as her body released its sweet essence.
Once Sean obtained that goal, he moved to reach his next goal. He removed his hand from her and walked her over to the wall. He turned her around, pushed her up against the wall and glued his lips to her neck while his hands settled on her waist.
Sean kissed over her neck and face as he pressed his groan into Marita and moved provocatively against her. Marita ran her hands over his shoulders and arms before taking his face in her hands and giving a passionate, wet kiss. She opened his lips and stuck her tongue in his mouth. She caressed his tongue then swept her tongue through his mouth. She drew his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it.
While Marita continued to devour his lips and tongue, Sean opened her robe and put his hands on her breasts and roughly squeezed, causing Marita to shriek into his mouth. As Marita continued to hold his head in her hands, Sean's lips kissed her chin and moved lower. He kissed down the column of her neck, then down between her breasts. His lips moved to suckle and lick one breast while his hand sought her tender spot.
"AAHH!!" Marita moaned and gripped his head tighter.
Sean enjoyed one breast, then the other while his fingers rubbed merciless against Marita.
"S E A N!" she cried out when she felt her body moistening.
When Sean felt her quiver, he moved his fingers faster and sucked her breast harder.
"AAAHHHHHH!!!" Marita groaned as she reached her zenith.
Sean then put both hands on her hips as he kissed between her breast and lowered himself to kiss down her stomach. By the time he reached her navel, he was on his knees. He licked and kissed across her womb as her body spiraled down. Once Marita's tremors waned, Sean lifted her left leg, draped it over his shoulder and wrapped his arm around it to station it on his shoulder.
"Sean" Marita breathed. "What are you doing to me?" she sighed as she put her right hand on his shoulder and her left hand on his head to steady herself
Instead of answering her, Sean began to kiss the inside of her left thigh. He slowly, very slowly kissed and nibbled back and forth over her inner thigh. Sean used his finger to invade her sweet, wet body and caress her insides while his thumb to push her erotic button. He continued his thigh kissing, inside caressing and button pushing until Marita cried.
"PLEASE SEAN. AAAAHHH!"
Sean removed his hand from her and rubbed up and down her right thigh. When Marita was close to recovering from his onslaught, he started in on her again.
With her leg still over his shoulder, Sean used his fingers to open her to his seeking mouth, causing Marita to gasp. She dropped her head back against the wall, closed her eyes and began to tremble at his touch.
"OOHHH!" she groaned as Sean's tongue moved on her.
The faster he moved against her, the louder Marita groaned. Only the thunder outside made more noise.
"S E A N" she cried as he relentlessly caressed her.
As she climaxed, Marita begged Sean to give her what she wanted - him. But Sean had other plans. As her body spiraled down from the ecstasy, Sean did not ease his caress. He intensified it. He removed his mouth from her sensitive place and put his fingers there. He rubbed against her almost roughly and he kissed over her womb.
"Sean, PLEASE" she begged as she labored to breath and tears formed in her eyes. She needed to be filled, filled with him.
Sean ignored her pleas and continued to massage her with his fingers, causing her body to climb the mountain of pleasure again. After long minutes of caresses, Marita's body began to stiffen as she neared release. When Sean felt her body nearing explosion, he began to talk to her between his kisses.
"Come on" he said in a deeply sensual voice and kissed her stomach.
"Come on baby" Kiss.
"FEEL it." Kiss. His fingers moved even faster, even rougher against her.
"I know" Kiss.
"it feels" Kiss.
"good" Kiss.
"to you." Kiss.
"I love it" Kiss.
"when you moan for me." Kisses.
Marita's pleasure increased immensely, as his words seemed to stroke her emotional sensitive spot. The explosion started and Marita did not think she would survive it. She moaned out his name and cried out her pleasure as lightening struck.
Sean released her leg and let it fall to the floor. He put his hands on her hips and continued to kiss and lick across her stomach. Marita put both hands on his shoulders and tried to calm down. As her euphoria subsided, she dropped her head and looked down at the top of his head. When she found her voice, she spoke.
"Please, Sean" she breathed out as her body continued to tremble from his touch. She was begging him to finish what he started over at the stove.
As his kisses climbed up her stomach, Marita knew Sean would carry her to their bed and satisfy the urgent need she had for him. However, Sean had other plans. He had kissed his way up to her neck and suckled it as he put his hands on her buttocks and pulled Marita into his hardened manhood.
Marita sighed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and waited to be carried to the bed. Sean moved his hands over her derriere for several minutes as he rubbed himself against her.
Marita was getting restless for him.
"Come on, Sean" she crooned. "Please" she begged. "I want you SO bad!" she whispered to him as she stuck her tongue in his ear and moved her hands to push his pajama bottoms off his hips.
When he could no longer hold himself back, Sean lifted her left leg.
"Wrapped your leg around me" he whispered in her ear.
Marita did as instructed as he held on to her thigh.
He then lifted her right leg, held her up by her buttocks and pinned her against the wall. Marita held on to him for dear life as her legs wrapped around his hips and her arms tightened around his neck.
"OOHH!!" Marita moaned as Sean entered her.
Sean began his erotic movements and Marita was in heaven. She never dreamed he could make love to her against a wall.
"You feel so good baby" he breathed in her ear as he nibbled on it.
"So do you" Marita sighed. "I've missed you" she groaned as her body found satisfaction from his standing invasion.
They both moaned and groaned their delight. They both lost themselves in each other as their bodies became one. They both felt intense pleasure as their love juices began to overflow. They both screamed at the top of their lungs, surpassing the volume of out the thunder and lightening, as their bodies shuttered from the rapture of their lovemaking.
Both had labored breathing as Sean released Marita's legs and they slid down the sides his body onto the floor. Sean leaned into Marita, resting the side of his face against the side of her face and resting his arms on the wall on either side of her head. Marita hung her arms over his shoulders and sighed.
"Maybe I should leave him every now and again" MM
"You'd better be kidding" MH
"If he loves me like this when I come back. Hum, I don't know ..." MM
They stayed in that position as they caught their breaths and their bodies cooled down. It took ten minutes for their temperatures to return to normal.
"Ah!" Marita exclaimed. "That was good." Her body was still feeling the aftershocks.
Sean laughed a sexy laugh. "You liked that, huh?"
"Very much" Marita admitted, then kissed his cheek.
"Wanna go again?" he asked when he lifted his head and looked into her eyes.
"I don't think you have anything left" Marita teased.
Sean's ego took that hit and he decided immediately to show her that he had plenty left. He bent and wrapped his arms around her thighs and picked her up. He walked over to the table, pulled off the tablecloth and laid her down.
"Let's see what I have left" he challenged her as he gave her a red hot look.
Marita began to tingle at his words, his stare, then his touch.
Sean spread her legs then lifted them and laid them on his shoulders. He used his right hand to touch her again and moved his fingers up and down on her. His left hand held her left calf as he turned his head and kissed it.
As moans began to come from her, Sean began talking to Marita.
"Tell me again" he whispered "that you'll never leave me". He placed another kiss on the inside of her calf as his caresses continued.
Marita's mind was centered on the pleasure Sean was again giving her, not on telling him she would never leave him.
"AH" she sighed.
"Tell me, Marita" he said a little louder as he rubbed a little faster. "Promise me you won't leave me."
"AH"
"Promise me" he crooned, as his caresses became relentless.
"I, I promise" she moaned, barely coherent.
"You promise what?" he said, before kissing her calf again.
"I won't" she whispered as her body drew closer to ecstasy. "I won't leave you again."
"Promise?" he said as he increased the movements of his fingers.
"I promise!" she cried as her body shuttered.
Sean smiled as he watched the woman he loved more than life itself enjoy his touch. With her legs still resting on his shoulders, Sean leaned down over her until her legs could go back no further.
"You" he said between gritted teeth as he penetrated her soft body.
"belong" he pushed himself deeper.
"to" deeper he went.
"me" he said as he fully embedded himself into her.
"Tell me" he said as he slowly pulled out of her. "Who you belong to" he demanded in a possessive voice.
Marita's mind was gone as she floated on the sensuous, possessive words Sean had spoken.
"Tell me, Marita" he said as he began to move in and out of her. "Tell me who you belong to."
"You" she said, barely audible.
Marita's legs slid off his shoulders as Sean continued to move within her. He lowered himself and kissed her lips as he brought them gratification.
When they recovered, Sean stood straight and pulled Marita up. He put his hands on either side of her and kissed her lips.
"Looks like I had some left" he smiled when he raised his lips from hers.
"I guess you did" Marita smiled. "I need another bath" she said.
"I'll warm the water."
Sean and Marita enjoyed a leisurely bath as they bathed each other and laughed and teased one another.
"I really missed you" Marita told him as she rinsed his chest.
"If you missed me so much" he teased "you would have come home sooner."
Marita grinned at him as she put her hands in the water and rested them on his thighs.
"So, you don't believe I missed you?" she asked as she started to rub up and down his thighs.
"No" he said, guessing that she was about to show him that she had.
Marita looked into his eyes as her hands rubbed up his thighs and found his manhood. She stroked him a few times before she sat on his lap. She kissed his lips then moved to kiss his neck. She bit and suckled his neck as she ran her hands over his shoulders and arms. Marita kissed him over his face as she put her hand between their bodies and held him. She rubbed until he was stiff in her hand. She then lifted herself and guided him to her entrance and slowly lowered herself on his protruding member. Marita stared moving her wet body over him, sliding up and down on him.
"You don't think I missed you?" she whispered in his ear as she nibbled on it.
Sean did not answer.
"Does it feel like I missed you?" she said as she stuck her tongue in his ear and squeezed his manhood with her womanhood, causing him to moan. "Does it?" she asked again, squeezing him tighter, when he simply groaned.
"Um hum" he sighed.
Marita started moving frantically on top of him and continued to ride her horseman until she drained the last bit of life out of him. She fell on him after they exploded.
They lounged in the tub until they recuperated.
"You sucked the life out of me woman! I don't I have anything left" Sean laughed.
Marita laughed too. "I don't either."
They shared a sweet kiss. They were both thoroughly and completely drained, satisfied and exhausted. They could not have been any happier.
When they finally got out of the tub, they dried each other off and dressed. Marita made it back over to the stove and this time she was able to cook breakfast. Sean wanted to help, but Marita did not want his help. This was her way of taking care of him and that helped her to understand his deep desire to take care of her in his way. She decided then that she would never again insist that he use 'her' money.
Sean was a little disappointed that Marita did not want his help with cooking the breakfast. He now understood her desire to help him build their life together. He decided that he would never again protest when she wanted to help out.
Over the next three months, Sean was able to get the house finished. Marita had many ideas for decorating but she wanted to pay cash for all their furnishing and Sean told her she could handle it anyway she wanted. Marita decided to furnish the house room by room as they got extra money. When they moved in, Marita had gotten curtains for all the windows and furniture for the master bedroom.
Sean would take every opportunity he could to make up to Marita for the big fight he caused a few months ago. Marita told him time and again that she had forgiven him, but he still felt a need to show her how sorry he was.
Sean wanted to surprise Marita this particular morning. He had asked Cook to prepare a special breakfast for him. He wanted to have breakfast in bed with Marita. Sean opened the door to their bedroom and found Marita face down on the floor. His heart stopped and he ran to her. He gently turned her over and felt for a pulse.
To Be Continued........................
