and kiss. No, this was much too private. This was something she could only see doing with him.
She didn’t notice how arousing all of the kissing and touching were right away. At first, she was only aware of how his hand and mouth felt on her. He was being gentle with her and going slowly. He was taking his time in easing her from being a virgin into being his wife. But, after some time, she became aware that the way he was kissing and touching her was making her eager for more kissing and touching. It seemed like a strange contradiction. He was satisfying her by continuing his ministrations. He hadn’t stopped. He wasn’t giving her any indication he was going to stop. But the ache building up between her legs demanded he do more—and that he do it faster.
She moaned and tightened her hold on him.
He lifted his head from her breast and asked, “What is it? Did I hurt you?”
“No, nothing hurts. I need you to keep doing this. I don’t think I could bear it if you stopped. I think I need…” Her voice drifted off as she concentrated on what her body was telling her.
The ache between her legs was so insistent. He had brushed the patch of curls between her legs and had caressed her thighs, but that wasn’t where the ache was. Perhaps if he explored her more intimately, it would help ease the tension building up within her.
“Maybe if you touch me here,” she said and brought his hand between her legs.
She was surprised to note how wet she was. That had never happened to her before. It must have something to do with what they were doing. She guided him along the folds of her flesh and, when she realized how good his touch was making her feel, she encouraged him to slide two of his fingers into her.
Both of them groaned, but she was the one who said, “Yes, that’s much better. I need you to touch me there.”
He nodded and followed her instructions as she told him what she most liked. At one point, she couldn’t take the slow build anymore and whispered for him to stroke her with greater urgency. He did as she wished, and, just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, her body reached the heights of pleasure. She cried out and held onto him. Who knew her body was capable of this? It was no wonder Lilly and Emilia were excited to be alone with their husbands.
“What do you want me to do now?” Aaron asked once she relaxed.
“Nothing,” she replied, out of breath. “I’m satisfied. Are there more things for us to do, or is that it?”
“There’s more.”
Before she could ask him what else there could be, he began to remove his clothes. She watched him until he unbuttoned his breeches. She couldn’t look at him beyond that. She might not have felt the inclination to shy away from him when he had taken her clothes off, but she wasn’t ready to see all of him yet. Perhaps she would in time. After they’d been together a few times, she would probably be comfortable enough with him to do it.
He settled back next to her. “Are you all right?”
“I’m fine. I just can’t bring myself to look at all of you like you can look at me,” she admitted, her voice soft.
“I know you find it embarrassing, but I like knowing you’re shy.” He cupped the side of her face and turned it toward his. “I’m the first one you’ve been with. Your body is a gift you’re offering me. I don’t take that for granted.”
She relaxed. “I won’t be with anyone else.”
“I know.” He traced her bottom lip with his thumb and smiled. “You’re my first, and you’ll be my only one. We’ll have children, and both of us will raise them.”
She returned his smile. “I think marriage might be wonderful.”
“Yes, I think it will be, too.”
He kissed her, and she pulled him closer to her. His kissing started slowly, and he did bring his hand back to her breasts. But he wasn’t as patient as he’d been with his clothes on. Perhaps that was why he’d kept them on. They had forced him to go slower and concentrate on pleasing her. Now, however, it wasn’t long before he was more urgent in his actions.
And from there, it wasn’t much longer before he entered her. He did pause and wait for