Well, they'd done it!
Not the actual deed, oh no, not yet but they were getting there.
What they had done was actually get to this point and that in itself
seemed like a small miracle, given the multiple obstacle courses that
they'd run along the way to reach this point.
But, now, here they were with another case in the bag with minimal
body damage, their vows spoken and corresponding paperwork signed,
sealed, and delivered. Gleaming matching bands of gold were now on
their fingers and the pesky maid had finally, thank heaven, left them
alone in their room for the night.
Lee Stetson almost wanted to jump and down in a childish fit of
happiness.
He would have too, except for the fact that he was afraid his new
wife might choose that particular moment to come out of the bathroom
and catch him in the act.
Speaking of which, he really wanted her to come out of the bathroom.
Now that they'd completed the insane journey that had brought them to
this point, and how he had been graced with a woman patient enough to
endure it he'd never know, but now the moment had arrived and he was
finding himself getting a little impatient.
Actually, he was a lot impatient.
All week he'd been tempted by her. The knowledge that they were soon
to be husband and wife had proven to be a powerful aphrodisiac.
Sitting with her in the car, inhaling the light floral fragrance that
she wore had been murder on his libido control. Pretending to be
husband and wife, knowing that soon they really would be, had only
served to whet his sexual appetite to a degree he'd never experienced.
He wanted Amanda and, thankfully, the wait was almost over.
Knowing that she was on the other side of the door, knowing that they
could now give in to their passion and surrender to that carnal need
in a way that only husband and wife could experience heated his
blood, increased his heart rate and had his penis feeling as though
it would explode at just the sight of her.
He was ready, willing, and very able at this point and if Amanda
didn't come out of the bathroom soon he might just be tempted to
barge in and take her right then and there.
In a desperate attempt to calm his raging hormones he began pacing
the floor of the bedroom suite that was theirs for the night. He
tried to fight off the urge to grab himself in an effort to relieve
some of the tension.
Lord, he almost couldn't stand it.
And then, thank heaven, Amanda emerged from the bathroom.
Now, over the years he'd come to the realization that his partner was
more than just a mother of two. It had finally dawned on him that
she had more attributes to appreciate than just her unorthodox way of
solving a case by finding trouble first. She was more than just the
possessor of a black belt in confusion, more than just a whiz at
managing that pesky gray box of computerized techno that he could
barely manage to stumble through.
Somewhere along the way he'd come to realize exactly what it was that
drew men to her and why he'd never wanted them near her in the first
place.
His Amanda was truly a beautiful woman.
And if he hadn't known it before, he certainly knew it now.
She was standing there before him, clad in a silky light blue
nightgown that revealed far more to his hungry eyes than he'd ever
seen before. Thin spaghetti straps that caressed the soft skin of
her shoulders, a dipping front of embroidered lace and beading that
molded around her breasts while leaving the upper swell of them for
his eyes to feast upon.
From the sweet curve of her waist fell a sheer, floor length skirt
that provided just a shadow of her long legs to entice him before the
fabric barely touched the floor at her feet.
Lee swallowed hard.
She smiled at him, somewhat nervously.
Lee felt a slight pang of regret, knowing that in short time the
beautiful negligee that she wore would be discarded to leave her
naked before his eyes. He chose to drink in the image, wanting to
forever catch this moment in time and treasure it.
Then he moved to stand before her, smiling as he wrapped one arm
around her slender waist and pulled her in to him.
"You look beautiful," he told her in voice that hardly seemed his own.
"Thank you," she replied. "You look handsome too."
Lee chuckled.
"Oh, this? Just something I pulled out of the closet."
She laughed softly, then tilted her head to gaze up into his eyes.
"I love you."
Her voice was a soft whisper of honesty and a musical relief to his
ears. How could he ever admit to her that he'd had brief glimpses of
Amanda suddenly telling him that she had had a change of heart and
wanted to call the whole thing off? Could he tell her that he'd had
visions of her suddenly fleeing from the ceremony or from their room
at the last moment?
But no, she wasn't going to flee. She was his wife and he'd heard it
in her voice. He could see the same depths of passion and love
mirrored in her own dark eyes as they looked at one another.
And then he felt her moist lips on his, initiating the sweetest of
kisses that he had ever known. He felt the curves of her body mold
against his, felt her arms wrap around him and her fingers move to
play along the edges of his hair against his neck.
He felt her tongue move to trace his lower lip and he opened his
mouth, needy for the feeling of their bodies to begin merging as one.
Heaven help him, he thought as her felt her tongue moving inside his
mouth. He was nearly ready to explode and they were the both of
them, still fully dressed.
How they ended up on the bed, he wasn't sure.
But they were there now; a tangled mess of limbs and hands, exploring
and caressing one another with an urgency that seemed to defy every
known law of science. How on earth he'd ever gotten the idea that
Amanda was going to be somewhat passive on their first night together
as husband and wife he would never know.
She was like a passionate tigress, running her hands over him,
pushing aside his pajama top, her mouth covering his nipples, hot
breath scorching his now naked chest. Her tongue swirled, he felt
her lick each nipple while she raked her nails gently upon his heated
flesh.
Her hand moved downward, to stroke his cock through the black satin
of his bottom. He felt her tracing the edge of the fabric, teasing
him as she moved back and forth, working him like a musician would
work a finely tuned instrument. She sent him into waves of thrumming
with passionate need like no woman had ever done before.
She was claiming him, thoroughly and possessively; proving that all
along she had been hiding a wickedly sensual side beneath that proper
suburban mother facade.
As they kissed and touched, caressed and explored, the clothes slowly
slipped away to regions somewhere on the floor beside the bed.
As their mouths hungrily kissed and the bed beneath them became a
tangled mess of linens, their passion now became vocalized with soft
moans and sighs.
It was now Lee's turn to be the aggressor in this erotic dance and
took wise advantage of the situation as he knelt on the bed to gently
spread his wife's legs apart. She had proven to be a master of the
art of sensual kissing with her mouth and tongue, now he wanted to
prove his skill with another variation.
His inched his way up her inner thigh, using his tongue to sweep
against her soft skin, blowing soft puffs of hot air against her
flesh where he had just used his tongue to lick her warm skin. He
felt her shiver in response and he could only imagine how much more
intense it would be once he reached his objective.
Upward and slowly, he took his time. Even though his need for her
had grown excruciatingly intense over the course of the week, he
wanted to make the most of every second of this night. They would
only ever have one first time and he wanted it to be gloriously
special.
Once there, he was rewarded with her soft cry as his tongue began to
swirl and lick her outer folds. He was further rewarded by her moans
and squirming when his tongue moved inward and began mimicking the
motions of their soon to be lovemaking.
Lee thrilled as he felt her body responding to his actions, delighted
in knowing that Amanda was now as hot and wet and ready as he was.
And when he knew she was just barely seconds away from coming beneath
him, he retreated and moved so that he could cover her with his body.
He quickly covered her groan of protest at his retreat with his
mouth, kissing her deep and with longing while moving his hardened
staff to her entrance. He slid into her wet heat with ease, both so
ready for this moment.
The world around them, everything and every thought faded into
oblivion as they melted into this bliss that was their love and
passion. Each wonderful stroke, every little moan and every sweet
cry blended into a perfect harmony of erotic and beautiful lovemaking
between the two of them.
Higher and higher they flew, sensations soaring them towards a
culmination of pure sensual ecstasy unlike anything either of them
had experienced. Hotter and hotter the flame burned, the molding of
their bodies, the tingling friction as they moved together, until the
fiery dance between them culminated in a tremendous blazing explosion
of orgasmic fireworks.
And when it was over, as they lay still tangled together and trying
to catch their breath, Lee Stetson sighed in absolute pleasure.
It might have been a long wait but it was absolutely worth every
moment.
Just before he closed his eyes and gave in to sleep; Lee brushed
Amanda's lips tenderly with his own.
"I love you, Mrs. Stetson."
Author's Chapter Notes:
I whipped this up rather quickly, I hope you like it. All of the
usual disclaimers apply. TS is not responsible for any needed
atmospheric changes required while reading this story nor is she
responsible for any increased need of iced liquid substances.
Setting & Summary won't be needed, you'll see why.
usual disclaimers apply. TS is not responsible for any needed
atmospheric changes required while reading this story nor is she
responsible for any increased need of iced liquid substances.
Setting & Summary won't be needed, you'll see why.