A Wishing Moon (20 page)

She cut short her self-pampering and instead of the revealing teddy she had bought in town today, she put on a much more sensible long gown and robe. Arabella had no idea the black negligee was much sexier than the blatant red set she’d been tempted to wear.

Slipping down the stairs, she hoped she did not run into anybody between her room and Jade’s. She didn’t think she could stand any comments from her mother about her choice of sleeping attire. Another thing she felt thankful for was the location of the room they would be sleeping in. Thankfully, they were on a different floor and at opposite end of the house from where the rest of the family slept.

She hesitated at the door. Her nerves were on edge and her body was tingling, readying itself for his possession. Already, her breasts were swelling and both nipples were as hard as rocks. She couldn’t wait to be in his arms again. Taking the doorknob in her hand, she held it for a moment and then slowly opened the door. When she entered the room, Jade waited, already in the bed. Leaning back against the headboard, propped up by two or three soft pillows, he looked like a dream. With no shirt on, the soft light of the lamp accentuated his broad shoulders and golden skin. After finding out he had a Cherokee grandparent, the color and smoothness of his skin made sense. He held the covers back and patted the mattress in invitation.

Crossing to the bed, she removed her robe and swiftly crawled under the covers. He eased down in the bed and turned on his side and facing her. “You are so beautiful, Arabella.”

She lowered her eyes, unable to breathe if she continued to share his gaze. His eyes were looking into her very soul. “No, you are beautiful, Jade. I have never known anyone who makes me feel the way you do.”

“
How many men am I competing with, sweetheart?” he asked in a soft, gentle tone.

“
What do you mean?”

“
How many men are you dating? I’m sure there is a whole slew of them just beating your door down, all wanting the privilege of your company.”

“
There is no one.” Now that the truth would be revealed, he probably wouldn’t be as interested in her.

“
No one?”

“
I’m sorry, Jade. I don’t have very much experience with men.” Her voice shook slightly and she closed her eyes waiting for his reaction. How could she tell him the local boys had all been afraid of her, or at least afraid of the ridicule they would endure by dating the town witch?

Light, soft, sweet kisses began raining on her eyes and her cheeks. “Why are you sorry, Bella? Don’t you know how exciting it is for a man to find out his woman hasn’t known many other men?”

“
Not exactly what I meant,” Arabella stammered. God, this was hard.

“
Quit worrying, Arabella,” Jade assured her. “The other men are history. You’re here with me now.”

“
No, Jade.” She grabbed the hand caressing her neck and lightly playing over the top of her full breasts. He wasn’t making this easy. “The only man I have ever made love to is you—in our dreams.” She waited for his reaction. What if he didn’t want a twenty-four year-old virgin?

* * * *

The next second, he pulled her to him and wrapped both arms securely around her. “You are the sweetest thing. Don’t you understand how this makes me feel? To find out the sexiest, most responsive, most luscious woman I have ever known has never felt the touch of another man? You are mine! You belong to me!” Jade kissed her deeply. His tongue mated with hers. The taste of her lips intoxicated him. He could feel his erection growing stronger and stronger and he wanted to shout for joy! He’d prayed he would regain the full use of his manhood, but he had enough sense to know there were thousands of nerve endings, which all had to work perfectly between his brain and his penis. Last night, when he had lain with Arabella, the brain had been willing but the flesh had been weak. Now, there was absolutely no doubt. He had a raging hard-on. He tore his mouth from hers and laid his head on her shoulder. He had to slow down or he would come and their lovemaking session would be over faster than he wanted.

The doctor had also cautioned him about overusing his back. He’d said the movements and stress of penetration were not wise as of yet. He’d told Jade to wait and see if he could even have an erection, before they crossed the next bridge. Well, that particular question had been answered.

Arabella misinterpreted his change of pace. She pulled back slightly. “Did I do something wrong?” she whispered.

“
Baby, oh baby—everything about you is just right. I want you so badly. The doctor said I had to take it slow, but I am about to burst. I’ll be all right in a moment.” His breathing sounded harsh.

“
May I, Jade?” Arabella pressed on his shoulder until he laid down flat. “I may not kiss you just right, but I’d like to try.”

He groaned in anticipation. She nipped his shoulder lightly and softly. She spread a light trail of hot kisses over his pectoral muscles, and then down the sculpted washboard of his abs, which were trembling and jerking with the knowledge of what was to come. Arabella pushed the covers down to his knees. He wore nothing underneath and his erection stood tall and engorged—straight as an arrow and vibrating with the sheer fervor of his carnal appetite.

“
You are magnificent!” she whispered. With trembling hesitancy, she wrapped one small, warm hand around his thick shaft, as far as she could reach. God, it felt good! Jade thought he would explode before she even got started. Her hair brushed his loins and the anticipation of her lips on his sex was driving him mad. He refused to rush her, but the wait for her lips caused every fiber of his body to stand at complete attention. Ah, she lowered her head and her mouth touched him. He almost levitated off the bed with the pure pleasure of the feel of her lips and tongue on his body.

* * * *

At first, she pressed butterfly kisses all around the head of his penis. Then she began to move her hand firmly up and down the superb length of him. The other hand slipped down to caress his velvet sac. He arched his back as she pleasured him; she took the whole head of his penis deeply into her mouth. She moved even closer to him as she maneuvered into position to accept as much of his length down her throat as possible. Instinct took over. Arabella had no prior experience, she had watched no instructive videos, but she knew she wanted to give him the greatest amount of pleasure possible.

Much to her surprise, she found that she too was becoming aroused. She swirled her tongue around the head, nibbling up and down his shaft. She loved every inch of his cock. Quickly, she learned if she pulled her cheeks in, she could create a sensuous vacuum for his desire. He clutched the bottom sheet in his hands, and stiffened his long muscular legs as he groaned in euphoria.

Arabella received great pleasure from this extremely personal act. As she continued to work to bring him to completion, she found her hips were beginning to move and she was squirming with sheer, sexual hunger.

“
Arabella, sweetheart, I’m about to explode.” He touched her shoulder, trying to give her an opportunity to avoid the ejaculation about to erupt.

She ignored his nudge and only quickened her strokes and tightened her lips, which served to push him into delirium. His hot seed spilled out, and she, knowing it was part of him, did not hesitate to accept all he had. When he had spent himself, she tenderly removed her mouth and kissed the now depleted, but still impressive male organ. She thought she might cry, never had she felt this close to anyone. She kissed her way back up his mid-section and laid her head on his still heaving chest.

But, she needed more. Arabella tried to keep still, but she wanted him so badly. She forced herself to lie still, his health and well-being always infinitely more important than satisfying her own desires.

“
Thank you,” he breathed. “That was absolutely incredible. Now, it’s my turn.” He reached for her and she put up her hand.

“
No, Jade. You must be careful, we have to wait.”

“
I’m not going to move anything but my lips and my hands. Sit up and let’s get that sexy black gown off, you look like a goddess in it, but you’ll look even better naked.” She allowed him to pull the negligee over her head. While her arms were caught up in the gown over her head, she felt his lips on her breasts. “With your arms up like that you look damn sexy, your breasts are high and lifted up and your nipples are literally pouting, begging me to suck on them.”

His words made her tremble. Then his lips returned to her breasts and nipples and she found herself groaning as he had earlier. He suckled deeply on one nipple first, and then the other. To save his back, he pulled her over until she was leaning over him, her breasts dangling in his face like lush fruit. He took both of his hands and pushed her breasts together, darting his tongue from nipple to nipple. She didn’t know how much longer she could stand take the excitement—it just kept building. In her dreams, she had felt extreme desire, but the dream-state experience paled next to this overpowering bliss.

“
Lay down, baby,” he instructed her.

She complied; both breasts were damp with love and reddened with the attention they had received from his lips and teeth. His hand found her swollen mound, and he parted her legs and cupped her pussy making her squirm with delight.

“
You are so hot and so wet.” She raised her hips in answer to his caress. “I’m going to put my finger inside of you; this will help stretch your canal so when we make love I won’t hurt you.” She tensed slightly, but his finger slipped in easily and he began to massage the inner walls of her vulva. One finger, then two—he moved them in and out in a pleasure building rhythm that caused her stomach to tighten and the muscles of her sex to close tightly around his fingers. “You are so responsive. I can’t wait to take you completely. This is where I long to be. Does this feel good, baby?”

“
God, yes,” she whispered. He didn’t stop, but continued the onslaught from her throbbing clitoris to her greatest need.

“
Sit on my face.” Jade urged her up until she straddled his head.

She gasped at his intent, but when he pulled her down and thrust his tongue deep within her, she didn’t have the strength or the will to protest. He held her still while he made love to her with his mouth. His tongue plundered her repeatedly, and then kissed her into oblivion as his lips and tongue laved her clitoris. She clung to the headboard for support as he gave her almost unbearable pleasure. He was as determined as she had been that she allow him to feast on her until she collapsed limp with satisfaction. Even after countless contractions, her hips continued to undulate with delight. She cried and whimpered, chanting his name over and over like a prayer.

He brought her down to lie in his arms and kissed her cheeks and lips repeatedly. “You are so wonderful.”

“
Jade, I have never known anything like this. I didn’t know making love with you could feel so good. Last night and every other night we spent together has been amazing, but this is lightning and thunder and supernovas. Thank you.” She kissed him solemnly as if sealing a promise.

“
Nothing in my life has ever prepared me for you. You are magic,” he confessed.

Her heart felt content and her body was completely satisfied. They slept the dreamless sleep of the blessed. Only later did she realize there had been no words of love. Would she only hear ‘I love you’ in her dreams?

Chapter Ten

The next morning, just before dawn, Elizabeth and Evangeline slipped through the woods to Lyle Sessions’ house. They had dressed as they had seen others do in the movies, in all black. As they neared the house, they stopped and peered through the underbrush. “What are we looking for?” Evangeline whispered. Maybe, she should have asked before they left the house.

“
I’m after something I can read, something he has touched so I can delve into that sick mind of his. I believed he may be responsible for some of those deaths. I’m going to look. I know he’s guilty, if he’s not guilty of murder—he’s certainly guilty of something. The man is as mean as a snake.” As they studied the white bungalow house, Elizabeth noticed a clothesline strung between the posts on the back porch. A few items of clothing were hanging there secured by clothespins. “Look, there are some shirts hung out to dry. Stay here, I’m going after the prize.”

Elizabeth took off, slinking low to the ground. Evangeline didn’t have a chance to grab her or stop her, so she whispered, “Be careful.”