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  With a harsh sound he began to feast on her like a starving man with his first meal. His tongue played wicked torture with her lips, delving between them and running from her clit to her opening in sure strokes. She bucked and he wrapped one arm over her waist to hold her steady while using the fingers of the other hand to open her sex for his continued exploration. His tongue and teeth manipulated her clit before dipping lower. He thrust his tongue inside her and used his thumb to rub small circles around her clit. It was all she needed to send her into another wave of rippling pleasure. She ground her sex against his face, her channel milking his tongue. He stayed with her, triggering numerous tiny orgasms until she lay in a boneless heap beneath him.

  Finally he pulled away from her and stood beside the bed. His face was wet from her juices but he didn’t seem to mind. He reached one hand down to undo the button fly on his jeans, drawing her eyes to the bulge there. She couldn’t stop the gulp of apprehension at the sight of him. And it only grew as the last button gave way and his erection sprang out, long and seeming as thick as her wrist. He seemed bigger than the ones she and Hope had glimpsed in the Playgirl magazine they had found when cleaning one of Mr. Boyd’s cabins. He pushed his jeans off and stood before her as naked as she was. His fingers wrapped around his jutting cock and stroked from tip to balls while he watched her with hooded eyes.

  “I’ll stop if you want me to, Faith,” his rough voice was at odds with his words but for some reason she believed him. “God knows that I don’t want to. But if you aren’t ready to take our relationship to this point yet then we’ll wait.”

  Faith glanced at him in surprise. He spoke as if this was just the beginning of something for them instead of one night of stolen pleasure. Was he serious or just saying one of the things she had been warned that men would say to get a woman to go to bed with them? Did it really matter? She wanted him in her life. She was going to do what she wanted and damn the consequences.

  “I don’t want you to stop. I want you to…” She didn’t know what to say. The ‘F’ word seemed so crude but making love was something two people did when they were going to spend the rest of their lives together. She didn’t know what to say to him other than the truth. “I want you so deep inside that I can’t tell where I stop and you begin.”

  He groaned and reached down to fumble a condom from his jeans ripping it open and rolling it on in one smooth motion. He knelt between her thighs easing them further apart. His cock nudged her opening and she automatically tensed as she anticipated the pain of her first time. But he surprised her by bending down and claiming her mouth in a soft tender kiss. It was different from their earlier kisses, sweeter and filled with promise.

  Slowly she began to relax beneath him. His mouth gentled her and his hands caressed her from shoulders to thighs. She wrapped her hands around his shoulders and ran her fingers through the soft hair at his nape. He urged her to lift her legs and clasped them onto his hips and she willingly did. She felt his hand smooth over her damp curls and then the slide of his thumb over her clit.

  Before long she was pumping her hips up against him desperate to feel the rub of his hard shaft along her folds. She tried to deepen the kiss but he wouldn’t let her, keeping it a soft sharing instead. She cried out as he introduced a finger to her channel and thrust in and out while continuing to ply her swollen bud with his thumb. She felt the beginnings of another orgasm building within her and shuddered with anticipation. He pushed another finger into her and she exploded around him, her pussy muscles clenching around his fingers with each pulse of pleasure. He continued to push them in and out riding her through the orgasm until she lay boneless once more.

  She felt his fingers withdraw first and cried out at their loss but soon realised that he only sought to replace them with something much bigger and thicker. He thrust into her with one sure move, tearing through her hymen and reaching almost to her womb. She cried out at the slight pain and discomfort but Jake held still whispering words to reassure and comfort her. She could tell by the tremble in his arms that it was costing him, but still he held himself within her, allowing her body the time it needed to adjust to his. And it was. Already she could feel her body’s desire to move and she gave in to it, wiggling a little beneath him.

  Jake groaned and dropped his head to her neck. “Hold still Faith. I’m hanging by a very thin thread here angel. Keep moving and its going to break.”

  She wiggled again as much to test him as to initiate the act itself. With a groan he slowly withdrew until only the rounded tip was still in her and just as slowly thrust back home. They both groaned at the pleasure it brought and Faith clutched his shoulders, burying her nails in his back.

  “God, yes, Faith,” he grunted. “Mark me as yours angel.” He retreated and plunged again and then again until he had a gentle rhythm going. He nuzzled her neck and throat leaving marks of his own on her.

  She wanted more, needed to feel with him what he had given her before. She wanted to feel her channel pulse with pleasure with him buried inside, needed to feel him reach his pleasure with her. “Faster,” she urged canting her hips up and managing to take him deeper than before.

  He granted her single request increasing his pace until he was pistoning between her thighs with a force she knew would leave her sore later. But it was worth it right now. He felt so good and the tremors were already beginning, that she now knew meant an orgasm was close.

  “With you,” he panted in her ear. “With you.”

  “What?” she struggled to ask between her own pants.

  “I begin with you,” he whispered. “I begin with you.”

  As she registered his words and what he was saying she felt the most intense orgasm so far explode in her womb and ripple out filling her limbs with heat. Her pussy tightened around him and his groan came moments before she felt him tense above her, his cock buried as far inside her as he could get it. She could feel his semen fill the condom and cursed its existence. More than anything she wanted to know what it felt like to have him and only him inside her, to have his seed fill her womb and claim her in a way that was as carnal as what they had just experienced.

  “I begin with you,” he murmured once more and with a contented smile Faith gave into the lethargy pulling at her, easing into sleep, secure in the arms of her lover.

  Chapter Three

  Jake held Faith in his arms, content to watch her sleep. He hoped that he was the reason for the smile that tugged at her lips. He would love to spend the rest of his life in just this position with her. Preferably after a night like they had just shared. God, he wanted her again. His cock was a steel rod against her thigh and it didn’t help when she groaned and rubbed against it in her sleep.

  He gritted his teeth but didn’t even try to stop his wandering hand from exploring her naked body. She was built for love. Long, slow tender love or fast, hard fucking. She felt perfect against him, her hips and channel the perfect shelter. And her breasts were full and firm. He could suckle her nipples all day and still not get enough of her.

  He dipped a finger down between her thighs and moaned hoarsely at the dew that coated his digit and her nether lips. He brought it to his mouth and sucked it clean. He loved the sweet taste of her, would gladly dine there forever. And he would do all of those things from this point on. She was his now.

  He remembered the virgin’s blood that had stained his cock and her thighs before he had cleaned them up earlier, while she slept content. She would never know another man the way she knew him. She had sealed both of their fates when she said that she wanted him. Now he would never let her go. He was pretty sure that she wanted the same thing but he needed to talk to her to make sure. She was the entire reason he kept coming back after that first trip. And somewhere in the years, he had fallen in love with her. Each time he saw her, learned something more about her from the townspeople, he had fallen a little deeper under her spell.

  He gasped when small fingers wrapped around his cock and gave a ten
tative stroke along his engorged flesh. His gaze sought hers and he wasn’t disappointed when he encountered the bright green eyes of Faith.

  “Morning,” he rasped as her hand continued to stroke and fondle.

  “Morning,” she whispered quietly, seeming uncertain what to do or say.

  He rubbed his finger in a small circle over the bud of her clit and asked her, “How do you feel this morning? Are you sore?”

  “A little,” she murmured but he was happy to see that she held his gaze.

  Her hand was moving faster now, her grasp more sure and firm. He groaned and thrust inside her fist before lowering his hips back to the bed. “We don’t have to do anything this morning Faith. We can just talk.”

  She looked down at his rigid shaft and smiled up at him. “I could do the same thing for you that you did for me,” she offered. And at his look of confusion she continued though a blush stained her fair checks. “Use my mouth on you.”

  Damn. Just the thought of her lips wrapped around his crown sucking was enough to nearly send him over the edge. Instead he rolled over on top of her and took her mouth with a slow exploration, his tongue finding and delighting in all her secret places. Finally he pulled away gazing at the moisture that stayed on her lips for a long moment before moving down her body. “You first angel.”

  He only skimmed over her breasts this time. More than ready to fill his mouth with her juice. His shoulders spread her legs wide and he used one hand to spread the lips of her sex so that he could fully enjoy the fragrant pink flesh inside. Her pussy was still a little red from the way they had enjoyed themselves the night before but he dipped his tongue inside to lap at the juice he saw there. His thumb moved in a circle over her clit, teasing it and making it swell bigger as her need increased.

  “Ohh…” she moaned and tried to lift her hips against his face. “Yes, Jake. Yes.”

  He loved how eager she was, how she didn’t shy away from oral sex like others might. She was new to all this and it wouldn’t have surprised him if she had been more shy with her responses. But Faith was as vocal as he desired. She was not afraid to let him know how much she was enjoying what he was doing or to cry out with pleasure. Yet another reason he was falling so hard for this woman.

  He used his tongue like a tiny cock, fucking in and out of her weeping slit while his mouth attached and sucked for more nectar. He pressed down with his thumb on her clit and just as he wanted she came against his mouth. He used his tongue and lips to drink her down, loving every fresh trickle of her juice. Twice more he brought her up before he eased up and used his mouth and hands to ease her down from the high.

  “Make love to me Jake,” she whispered when she had found her breath again. “Please.”

  “I don’t want to hurt you Faith. You’re still too tender for that,” he told her even though her suggestion was what he wanted most as well.

  “Just take it slow and easy with me,” she suggested. “I want to feel you inside me. I need it.”

  God, he needed it too. He eased up her body using his tongue to caress every inch of skin along the way. Her nipples jutted out and he spent long minutes sucking and feasting on them. Finally he reached her face and bent to share her taste with her. His tongue was slow and easy and hers wrapped around it and when he slid it deeper into her mouth she sucked gently at it. She had him harder than he could ever remember being before. Harder even than the night before. He went to ease away and she grabbed him and held him fiercely.

  “Don’t leave me,” she implored. “Not yet.”

  “I’m not leaving you,” he assured her, squeezing her close He didn’t know if she realised yet that he meant ever. “I’m just going to grab a condom off the night table there.” He pointed to the box sitting opened on the table by the bed.

  “Okay,” she whispered and eased her tight grip on him.

  He leaned away far enough to grasp a few condoms and his hips pressed firmly between hers, his cock a steel rod along her moist cunt. Faith ground her hips up against him rubbing her clit along his dick with enough force to have him fumbling.

  “Easy angel,” he told her and rose up to his knees between her thighs. He ripped the condom wrapper open and slid it down his shaft as quickly as he could. He gripped his cock by the base and teased it along her folds a few seconds before placing the head at her entrance and pressing forward a little.

  “Watch,” he told her finding her eyes with his and leading them to the place where they were slowly joining together. “Watch how your body takes me, cradles me. I love the way your pussy sucks my cock deep, the way your juices glisten all along my shaft every time I pull back. You’re so tight, so hot, so fucking perfect it takes all I have to last more than a few minutes once I’m inside you.”

  Faith cried out as he finally impaled her sex fully with his. The cry brought his eyes back to her face and a smile tugged at his lips when he saw the blush on her cheeks. He couldn’t prevent the words that tumbled from his lips, didn’t even try to. “I love you Faith,” he murmured then giving her no time to respond he bent and took her lips in a kiss meant to show her just how much.

  He began a slow rhythm pumping his hips forward and pressing in a circular motion before pulling back out and starting again. He wanted this time to last as long as it could. He moved from her lips leaving them moist and panting as he panted his tongue along her neck and along her shoulder. He moved back up to her ear and laved and sucked at the lobe before nipping his way back down her neck.

  He could feel Faith’s need building, knew what she wanted by the way she rose to meet his every thrust. Still, even when she begged in her breathy whisper for him to go faster he maintained the same slow torturous pace.

  “Slow and easy this time angel.” It was his promise to them both. “Slow and easy.”

  He smoothed one hand down over her quivering stomach until he encountered her curls. He pressed his palm between them, grinding her clit with the pad of flesh just about his wrist. She responded beautifully, arching high into him taking his cock ever deeper in her tight haven. Her breath grew choppier, her eyes misted over and her hands became like talons digging into his shoulders. And he loved every moment of it.

  “That’s it. Come for me. Soak my cock with your cream.” She cried out as much from his words he was sure as from his body’s movement. Finally with a harsh cry that filled the air around them she shattered beneath him, her body sinking back into the mattress as her sheath tightened like a vice around his dick. This was what he had been waiting for.

  He pumped his hips faster, every stroke taking him deep into the heart of her. He was like an animal, riding her hard and fast in his need to join her. He was amazed when he felt Faith come again, and that was all it took to send him right over the edge as well. He continued to pump inside her, small tremors that moved his cock mere inches as he felt every spurt of cum leave his dick and fill the condom. He hoped the damn thing held it all. The woman did amazing things to him. With her he was longer, thicker and she certainly had his balls full of seed. Just for her.

  He dropped his weight atop her, his arms like jelly after that orgasm and unable to keep him up. He went to roll to the side and she clung to him like a vine and went with him so that they were on their sides facing one another. His cock was still semi hard inside her.

  She wouldn’t meet his gaze this time and he could see the tears glistening on her cheeks and lashes. He was pretty sure that he knew why but he wanted to give her the time she needed to process everything.

  Finally she looked up at him. “Thank you,” she whispered. “Thank you for giving me the greatest night of my life.”

  That sounded way to much like good bye for his peace of mind. “That was only the beginning Faith.” It was a promise. To him. To her. To the world.

  She surprised him with her next words. “Today’s my wedding day. My birthday.”

  “Happy birthday,” was all he could manage. Had he been wrong? Was she planning to marry the man her father h
ad chosen? Could she possibly want to?

  “Thanks,” she said sadly and went to roll away from him. His cock slipped free and he knew that he should take care of the condom before it slid off and spilled on the bed sheets. But at the moment he didn’t care about anything but Faith.

  “Where do you think you’re going?” His voice was calm and perhaps a little harder than he intended. But that was only his fear.

  “I need my clothes. I have to go.” She looked out at the sun that was just starting to rise outside. “I didn’t make it far enough. It’s too late now.”

  “What are you talking about?” he demanded.

  She sighed and it was weary and full of sorrow. “I meant to get away last night. To just disappear and never come back. But it’s too late now. They’ll know I’m gone now and I won’t make it far.”

  “Faith, look at me,” he used one hand to tug her chin up so that he could see her beautiful green eyes, still dewy with her tears. “I meant what I said. I love you. I’m not letting you go. Not now, not ever. If you want to disappear then I’ll help you. I’ll take you anywhere you want to go. I only ask one thing in return.”

  Her eyes were wide pools of uncertainty and just a touch of what could be hope. “What…What do you want?”

  “I want to go with you. I want to be with you for as long as you’ll let me.”

  “Or until you grow tired of me?” she questioned and he wondered why she would ever think that would happen.

  “I’ll never grow tired of you Faith. I’ll want you as much ten years from now as I did just a few minutes ago. You’re what kept me coming back here year after year. I’d do anything just to catch a glimpse of you. I asked everyone about you, even approached your father about dating you when I learned how protective of his daughters he was.”