The Cowboy's Bride
want you so bad, Tessa… so bad. I
ache.”
    “I ache, too,” Tessa whispered. She was
grateful that last night happened without her knowledge, now she
felt brave, ready for anything. She felt the mattress underneath
her and the weight of Jake on top. It was hard to believe that Jake
was the one. He was the one she had wanted all these years and he
was the one she gave her virginity to. She was glad, proud that she
waited, and so happy that it was Jake that took it.
    She pulled Jake down and gave him one long,
luxurious kiss. She wanted to tell him that she loved him, but for
some reason the thought stopped on her tongue. Jake’s hands were
suddenly everywhere and she couldn’t get enough of him. She moved
her hands down to his boxers and pushed them down with her hands
and then her foot. She could feel his hardness between her legs,
the wetness between her own and the heat coiling within. She wanted
to feel him everywhere. She put her hands on him and gently
stroked, up and then down, feeling the wetness on the tip. She
licked her lips, needing him and wanting to taste every drop of him
on her tongue. She went to move down, but he captured her quickly
by the wrists and put them above her head, securing her with his
right hand as he rubbed himself all over her.
    He could feel her hardened nipples against
his chest, her wetness against his erection and then he moved her
thighs apart gently with his knee.
    “I’m sorry, Tessa,” Jake breathed, “I can’t
wait. I need you now. This first time will go fast, but I promise
to take a lot longer the next.”
    Tessa barely heard what he was saying before
he pushed his way through. The pain was a shock to her system and
then turned into an intense hunger. Her eyes widened. She couldn’t
believe that it would hurt like that a second time, and then
realized that it wasn’t the second time when she saw the reaction
on Jake’s face. Jake’s eyes darkened and she could feel him pulling
away. She couldn’t bear that, so she put her arms around his neck
and pulled him down into a kiss. “I’m so glad it was you, Jake.
Let’s finish what you’ve started.” Her voice was low and sultry and
full of need. Jake closed his eyes as her tongue probed his mouth.
His arms went around her and then he began a slower motion. Her
heat wrapped around him like a glove… a tight, wet glove. It was
Heaven. Jake could feel every tremble of her body, hear every
little sound that she made and her sweet smell filled his nostrils
with lust.
    “Tessa, you feel so good. So…good,” Jake
said, searching her eyes for pain, hoping she felt as good as he
did.
    “Mmm, Jake. I never knew…this feels,” she
moaned. “This…”
    Jake could tell that she was close. He moved
in more defined moves, his hands finding her breasts, lovingly
teasing them into tight buds. He moved his mouth down and licked
slowly, feeling her body tighten around him.
    “Oh, Jake,” she said, trembling.
    “Let go, Tessa. I want you to cum for
me.”
Jake looked down at her. “Open your eyes, Tessa.”
    Tessa trembled, embarrassed by his request,
but could not deny him for the world. She never could. She opened
them up, round dark shades of blue blinked back at him. Jake’s hand
moved down and into the area between her legs. Tessa gasped, eyes
rolling back.
    “Look at me,” Jake said as he felt tiny
quakes from her body and then he heard her moan. Her very sexy
moan. “That’s it, Tessa.”
    Jake felt his own climax coming and gave
over to it with hard thrusts into her core. One right after the
other, until he finally felt his seed spilling in to Tessa.
    Jake kissed Tessa’s forehead then rolled off
and lay right next to her. “God, Tessa, that was…”
    “It was amazing,” Tessa finished.
    “Yes,” Jake said, breathing deeply. “About
what happened…”
    Tessa interrupted, “Jake, I thought… Well, I
thought when we woke up together, this morning, that we…”
    “Had already done it?” Jake

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