Thirteen
It was already three weeks after my mom passed away. Things were starting to normalize. I felt better day after day and Amora was there to cheer me up when I felt down. Derek and I were back on speaking terms and I even congratulated him on his marriage to Sally.
“I might not have loved her but she’s a nice person. Always take care of her.” I had told him.
“I will man.”
Mrs. Harris came over to the house often and Amora and I returned her visits once in a while.
Amora wanted to get a job as a waitress in one of the diners and I vehemently refused. I could very well provide for her. She didn’t need to work. She was my responsibility and I wasn’t going to slack.
As I was saying, things were starting to normalize and I was starting to feel good again until that evening I returned from work to find Amora seated on the couch. She was crying and she held a piece of paper in her hands. I took the paper from her hand. It was a note.
Amora. You fool. You ungrateful wrench. You are such a disappointment. Running won’t do you any go. I always have my way. You know that.
“Who is this from?”
“My uncle. I don’t know how he found me.”
“Hey. Stop crying.” I wiped her tears with my thumbs. “What does he want?”
“Roman, he wants to marry me off to an old wealthy land owner in my town. He says that’s the only way I can pay him back for taking me in after my parents died. The old man he plans to marry me off to, paid him a large sum just so he’d convince me to agree to marry him. When I found out about their arrangements, I took to my heels. I ran as far as my legs could carry me. I first stayed with an old lady friend of mine for a few days but I knew I couldn’t stay there for long, I’d be putting her life in danger. The old lady gave me some money and I got on a train and came here. Roman, he is dangerous. He is capable of murder. I’ve seen it. Now that he knows I’m in this town, I have to leave. I have to leave so you won’t get hurt.”
“You are going to leave me?”
“I don’t want to Roman but I don’t know what else to do.”
Amora’s situation was more serious than I had thought. I searched my head for a solution. I’d definitely involve the police that was for sure but then he could still scare Amora into marrying another man. I couldn’t have that. Amora was mine. I only needed to make it legal.
“Marry me.” I said to her.
“What?”
“Marry me Amora. You love me.” She nodded quickly. “I love you and believe me I was going to ask in a more romantic way but the situation doesn’t permit that. Once you are legally married to me, he can’t force you to marry another man. Let’s get married tomorrow in the church. I will have the pastor marry us tomorrow. Mrs. Harris will be our witness. I can get us a marriage license tomorrow…” I said too rapidly.
“Are you asking me to be your wife?” Excitement had replaced the sadness in her eyes but there were still tears in them
“Yes.” I said with a wide smile. “Yes Amora, I’m asking you to be my wife.”
“I’d marry you now if you want.” She said laughing and the tears dropped.
“Perfect. We have to get you a dress and…”
“Roman I don’t need a dress. I just need to be yours forever.”
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I woke up the next day to the love of my life. Amora, my wife of only a few hours. I was exhausted from all the running here and there to get us married that day and I needed to sleep and my wife slept beside me. I kissed Amora’s eyelids and she opened them leisurely.
“Roman. My husband.”
“My wife.” I whispered. It had a nice ring to it, my wife.
“How does it feel to be a married man?”
“Amazing.” I said with a smirk. “How does it feel to be a married woman?”
“Incredible.” She said and brought her lips to mine, crushing my lips as we kissed. It was passionate and our tongues rode each other with so much enthusiasm.
“I have been thinking about this the second we exchanged these rings. Make love to me Roman. I want you to make love to me.” Amora breathed.
“Now I can.” I probably needed to make love to her more than she wanted me to but I had to control my urge to rip her clothes apart and just sink right into her. It was going to be her first time. I had to make her enjoy every bit of it. I had to make it memorable.
My mouth found hers again but I didn’t stay there for long. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Damn. I wanted to do that for as long as I could remember. I removed her blouse and her breasts cupped firmly by her bra was fuller, fuller than I had thought it to be, much fuller than they appeared when she had her blouse on. With two skillful fingers, I unhooked her bra and her breasts bounced free. Gracious, she was beautiful. I swallowed hard to gain control of myself and of my thoughts. I gently pulled on her nipples causing them to rise.
“Mm hmm.” Amora moaned.
I brought my mouth to her breasts and flicked my tongue on her nipples, circling her areolae, gently biting her nipples. I felt her nipples get stronger against my tongue. I took her breasts one at a time in my hand and I squeezed them mildly so as not to cause her pain. Amora dug her fingers into my hair and pulled me in closer to her body.
“You are so beautiful.” I said and pulled on her lower lip with my teeth. Then I kissed her neck and blew hot air onto it.
“Roman.” She moaned my name.
“Easy love. I want to explore every part of you. I gently bit her earlobes and I felt her shiver beneath me. I traced my tongue along her collarbone, down to the space between her breasts to her belly. I began kissing and biting her belly covering all the spaces on it and when I got to her belly button, I sucked on it.
“Jesus, Roman.” Amora yelled and I got all the more aroused. Damn, I wanted to see her so I quickly unzipped the zipper of her shirt drawing it down her legs, then I spread her legs, kneeling in front of her sex.
“Amora. This might feel at little crazy. Promise me you’ll try to take it.”
“I promise.” She whimpered.
I rubbed the heel of my palm between her thighs over and over again with her lacy panties still on.
“Ooooh.” Amora yelped.
I kept rubbing the heel of my palm over her clitoris in a circular motion, maintaining the same rhythm. Amora’s head was off the bed and she supported her upper body with her elbows, her mouth opened in pleasure. She stared into my eyes and I smiled but she didn’t smile back. She tightened her teeth over her lower lip. I didn’t stop rubbing and I didn’t change the rhythm. I heard moans from Amora. More like cries because I could see tears gathered in her eyes and her entire face turned red.
“Roman.” She called out through clenched teeth. I knew I was driving her over the edge but I wanted to give her a night she would never forget.
“Yes love.” I answered.
“Please don’t stop.”
“I won’t.”
I rubbed harder in that circular motion causing Amora to move her hips in every direction my palm went. Then her hips began to move faster and it was my cue to rub faster. We moved in unison till I knew she could take no more, till all the veins in her neck came alive, till her thighs trembled and her body shook and she sunk her toes deep into the mattress, till she screamed out my name.
“That my love is an orgasm and you have a beautiful orgasm face.”
“That was mind blowing.” She said in deep breaths.
“We are only getting started.”
I slowly pulled her panties down her legs, they were drenched in her wetness and the room smelt of Amora. With her thighs still spread apart in front of me, I lowered my head and inhaled her and I felt my penis get harder.
“I love the way you smell Amora.”
She giggled.
“Now this part might hurt but only a little. Ready?”
“Ready.”
I dipped my index into her, very slowly and she gasped.
“Relax.” I moved the finger, very slowly, in and out of her and when I heard her moan, I inserted the second finger and she gasped even louder.
“Does it hurt?”
“A little.”
I moved my two fingers inside Amora feeling her softness and her ridges. My movement produced a squashing sound because of her wetness. Then I arched my fingers already inside of her so I could reach the soft palette in her. When I found it, I ran my fingers over it repeatedly, pressing harder each time. Amora struggled and I tried to hold her still with my free hand but she struggled some more and I moved out of her.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“I don’t know. It feels… it feels too good Roman. I can’t handle it. I feel like I’m going to explode.” She said breathing very fast.
“Then explode. I’m here to pick up your pieces.” I said and slid my fingers back inside of her, applying pressure with my fingers to her g spot. Amora struggled a bit and then she relaxed and started to sob softly lifting up her hips. I turned my fingers inside her and Amora’s hips collapsed on the mattress and I saw her eyes roll back into her head and her entire body shook mightily. The thought that she was mine filled me with a passion so intense and a need so outrageous.
“Roman. Please make love to me.” She begged.
I laughed, “What have I been doing all night?
“I want to see you.” She said and tugged at my underwear.
“And see me you will.” I stood up on my feet and pulled the elastic band of my underwear and it fell down my legs, my penis erected and hard was bare to Amora.
“Oh my.” She gasped. “I never thought it would look like this.”
“How?”
“Big. It’s big.”
I saw fear in her eyes but I gave her a reassuring smile. “I promise, it will hurt only a little. The vagina is elastic, it will take all of it. I promise, I’ll be gentle. You trust me, right?”
“With my life.” She smiled. “Can I touch it?”
“Of course.”
Amora sat at the edge of the bed and I stood in front of her and she wrapped her hand around the shaft of my penis. A groan broke out of my mouth and I heard Amora giggle and then she removed her hand and went back into the bed and I followed.
“Lie still and spread your legs.”
I came on top of Amora and tried not to put my entire weight on her.
“Ready?”
She nodded. I slowly eased the head of my penis into her, her wetness making it easy. Amora gripped my shoulders. I came out and went right in again with more force, breaking through the obstruction, triumphing over it.
“Oh my God.” Amora screamed and I slipped out of her. I eased into her again and she screamed again. I stayed still for a second, steadying myself and then I began to move, very slowly. I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder, Amora had dug her nails into it. I took her hands and pressed them hard on the bed. I began to move faster, slamming harder into her. Amora moaned and I could tell she enjoyed the pleasures I caused her. I didn’t slow my movements, thrusting in and out of Amora. The sensations that was building up in my groin was my undoing because I knew it would all come crashing down on me. I felt Amora tighten beneath me and I knew she was about to come too. I pressed her hand harder into the bed. I was almost to hit climax.
“Amora, I’m coming.” I groaned.
“I think I am too.”
With one more deep thrust, everything crumbled.
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The rays of the sun came into the room, making the brownness of Amora’s hair appear lighter. Her long lashes rested on her eyelids and her lips were slightly apart. Her breathing was slow and long. She looked exhausted and memories of what had happened between us came to me and I smiled. I felt proud that I was her first and prouder that she was all mine.
I would have gone into the kitchen and prepared something for us to eat, a breakfast in bed would have been just lovely but I sucked at cooking and whenever I tried, the food always came out a disaster. Amora turned and laid on her back, exposing her beautiful breasts. Her nipples were relaxed and probably asleep too. I wanted to fondle those breasts and kiss and bite and suck on them again. I cleared my throat to block the naughty thoughts that invaded my mind and Amora opened her eyes.
“My husband.” She smiled and stretched.
“Hope you slept well.”
“You bet I did. You?”
“Best night of my life.” I smiled a naughty smile.
“I feel sore.” She said with a chuckle.
“Where?” I asked even though I knew exactly where she felt sore.
“There.” She pointed at the apex in between her thighs.
“Here?” I asked and blew air all over her cunt.
She giggled. “Yes. There.”
I blew again and again and again and Amora squirmed.
“Does it still hurt?”
“No. Keep doing what you are doing.”
“Hmm. I didn’t think you were this naughty.” I smirked. I stopped blowing on her sex and I ran my tongue through the length of her. Amora jerked.
“Do you want me to stop?” I teased her.
“Stop and die.” She said with her face squeezed in pleasure.
I laughed. Need could make a woman crazy. I gently ran my tongue round her clitoris.
“Mm hmm.” Amora moaned and took a handful of my hair in her hand. I loved the way her body responded to my touch, to everything. I continued circling her clitoris with my tongue and she raised her pelvis and grabbed my hand and soon she began jerking continuously and it almost felt like she was convulsing.
“Roman.” She screamed and jerked one more time and then stopped.
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