He stroked his fingers in and out a few times, making sure she was ready, and then rolled on top of her. He guided his member to her opening, watching her eyes the whole while. Slowly he began inching it inside her. It was tight. He groaned as he sank the first few inches into her. “I’m trying to go slow, Mandy, but you feel so good.”
“You don’t have to go slow,” she whispered. “Come all the way inside me. Please, Jason, I want to feel all of you.”
He took her legs and wrapped them around his hips and pushed hard. He felt her barrier break as he pushed all the way in. “I’m sorry.”
She had expected pain, but it was worse than she’d thought it would be. She shook her head at him, “It’s not your fault, but can you give me a second? It hurts.”
“Do I need to pull out?” he asked, praying silently that she wouldn’t make him do that.
“No, the pain is starting to ease up now,” she told him. He pulled out just an inch and pushed back in to test her. She wrapped her legs more firmly around his waist. “Mmmm…that feels good.”
“Thank God,” he whispered softly then began thrusting. He didn’t want to hurt her, but he couldn’t hold still for another moment. He had to make love to her.
He moved in and out at a slow steady pace, watching for any signs of pain on her part. Within seconds she was thrusting with him and starting to pant softly.
Amanda stroked her hands over his back, meeting him thrust for thrust. She could feel the tension building inside her. When her climax came it wasn’t slow and steady, it was blinding. She let out a scream of pleasure which she quickly buried in his shoulder.
As soon as he felt her clenching around him, Jason started thrusting faster toward his own climax. Just a few more thrusts and he was there. He let out a shout and collapsed on top of her. Burying his face in her neck, he fought for control.
“Are you okay?” she asked as she stroked his back soothingly.
He laughed and rolled to his side. “I’m supposed to ask you that, silly girl.”
She grinned and stretched. “I’m trying to figure out what I was so nervous about. That was incredible.”
He wrapped his arms around her and settled her head onto his shoulder. “We’ll have to do that again sometime.”
“Sometime very soon,” she agreed.
Chapter 6
Amanda felt almost sad on Monday as she packed up their things to head back to Stratford. She had enjoyed the days of getting to know her husband so much more than she’d ever dreamed she would. While she was happy that they would be starting their lives together, and she would be moving into her new home, she was going to miss having Jason’s undivided attention.
Jason walked up behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist. “I’m going to miss our little hotel room.”
She turned in his arms and rested her head on his shoulder, still marveling that she had the right to touch him this way. “I was just thinking the same thing. I’ve enjoyed getting to know you with no other obligations.”
He nodded. “That’s exactly what I mean. I love farming; don’t get me wrong. I wouldn’t change what I do for anything, but I would have loved to be able to take another week away from everything.”
He brushed a quick kiss across her mouth then picked up the bags. She grabbed the garment bags holding her wedding dress and his tuxedo and followed him out to the truck.
They held hands and talked about the community they’d be living in as he drove back. He asked again if she was sure that she felt okay about giving up her job.
“Yeah, if I feel like I want to work, I can always offer a quilting class or something of that nature. They’re fun to teach, because the women taking the classes actually want to learn. When I taught high school, even though the classes were electives, it was obvious that most of the girls were just there to get a credit toward graduation. None were really there because they had a strong desire to learn to cook or sew.”
Jason nodded thoughtfully. “I can see that. I just don’t want you to be sitting around the house with nothing to do.”
Amanda laughed. “I really don’t think I’ll run out of things to do. I’ll probably start out by putting my own touches on the house. New curtains, quilts, and that type of thing. I’m sure I’ll be cooking and cleaning on a daily basis. By the time I have the house the way I want it, I’ll hopefully be pregnant, and then I can start sewing maternity clothes and baby clothes. And I did put in my application to sub with the Stratford schools.”
“My mom always dreaded sewing. Do you really like doing that kind of thing?”