Covenant Promise ~ Ignite Story

 Chapter 1

 

The cool mid-afternoon breeze made Gideon’s short hair dance slightly as he stepped out of the car. He let out a puff of air and shook his head slightly, having a difficult time believing everything that had happened. Less than six hours prior, he had stood in front of his whole family and so many close friends and pledged himself to his beloved. He had barely broken eye contact with her the entire ceremony. Once they faced each other to say their vows, the only time Gideon could remember looking away was when he slid the simple yet elegant ring onto her finger. He stood with the car door open, staring at the beautiful, mountainous horizon as these thoughts flashed through his mind in a split second.

Waking back to the present, Gideon closed the door and took a quick look at their home for the next week: a lakeside vacation home in the mountains that could almost pass for a cabin. He had searched diligently to find the right place and discovered this location with the perfect balance of modern comforts and rustic simplicity. He circled the car to open the passenger door for his new bride, Annabelle. Admiring her again for what must have been the thousandth time that day, Gideon helped Annabelle out of the car. Like Gideon, she had remained in her wedding attire for the short drive from the venue to the vacation home. Her dress wasn’t overly ornate, yet it was beautiful in its simplicity. Neither of them cared much for fanciness and besides, their main interest was in each other.

Always a joker, Gideon put on his best impression of a stereotypical English butler and addressed his bride: “Welcome to your home for the next week, M’lady. I will have your bags moved inside shortly. Might I be of any further assistance?” With a look of playful exasperation, Annabelle gave him a quick kiss, started toward the house and replied, “Come on, you big goof, I’m getting hungry.” Gideon shivered slightly as energy from her kiss bounced around inside him. “I’m going to need some more of that,” he thought as he grinned and started pulling luggage out of the car.

Inside the little house, Annabelle explored the kitchen as Gideon brought their bags inside. They had packed as lightly as possible, so to his relief, the process was a short one. Having spent the entire day in dress clothes, they were both eager to get into something more comfortable. After a brief tour of the house together, Annabelle picked up her bag and headed for the bedroom. When Gideon began to follow, she suggested, “How about we change separately? I know you’re going to want to ‘explore,’ but we should finish settling in first.” Knowing that watching each other change had the potential to be just a bit distracting, Gideon replied, “I guess you’re right… just a peek for now?” She bantered back, “We’ve got all night, you’ll see everything soon enough.” With a wink, she turned and continued on her way. Gideon laughed, calling after her, “You’re such a tease!”

As there was only one bedroom in the cozy little home, Gideon decided to simply change in the living area next to the kitchen. He opted for simple, comfortable clothing–boxers, shorts, and a T-shirt– and naturally, he finished changing before Annabelle. He hung up the various pieces of his suit, then went to check on her. As he approached the door, he realized it was open just a crack. The sound of clothing shuffling about was audible through the slight opening. Gideon moved right up to the door, careful not to make any noise. He could see his wife’s bag on the bed, but the door wasn’t open enough to get a view of the whole room. He shifted to the side slightly to change the angle and found what he was looking for. She was standing at the foot of the bed with her back to the door and beginning to dress. Gideon was early enough to see her in only a very revealing, partly sheer white bra and panty set. The view was spectacular. She was facing away from him, so the bra couldn’t be fully appreciated, but he got an eye full of her gorgeous backside. It was a perfect combination of full and firm, magnificently framed by the light-colored panties.

Gideon was enthralled with the sight before him. When it came down to boobs and butts, he was definitely a “butt man.” Throughout the course of his relationship with Annabelle, Gideon had struggled to avoid staring too openly at her posterior on many occasions. Of course, he eagerly anticipated exploring her other assets too, but it was that shapely backside that so thoroughly captivated his attention through the slightly-open doorway.

As he admired Annabelle’s beauty, she retrieved a pair of athletic shorts and a T-shirt, which she pulled on over the sexy undergarments, and turned to leave the room. Gideon reflexively pulled back but knew he was caught and didn’t bother trying to escape. Annabelle exited the room, saw him nearby and put two and two together. A knowing smirk broke out on her face, and with a hand on her hip, she asked, “Were you watching me?” Gideon retorted good-naturedly, “Why wouldn’t I be?” Exasperated, she half-heartedly punched him in the shoulder and asked rhetorically, “What am I going to do with you?” Gideon grinned and said, “You could start by taking those clothes back off. I want to see that smoking hot view I got through the door again.” Annabelle stared at him and shook her head with a playfully disapproving smile, then walked past him into the kitchen. “Somehow, I’m going to make you pay up for that view,” she called back to him.

Annabelle made her way to the kitchen and began unpacking the food they had brought for their stay at the lake house. Meanwhile, Gideon put their sheets on the bed. When he was done, he looked at the bed thoughtfully, contemplating the surreal fact that they would be consummating their marriage in this very place in only a few short hours.

Gideon rejoined Annabelle in the kitchen where she was putting the last of the food into the refrigerator. He asked her, “Long day, huh? How are you feeling?” She replied, “A little tired, but good! Now I’m glad we planned a simpler ceremony. Otherwise we would have been out there all day!” Gideon agreed, “I’m glad about that too. I got the bed set up, you want to take a nap before dinner? I’m not really hungry yet, plus we’re going to need energy for tonight.” Annabelle thought aloud, “That sounds good, I could use a little power nap.” She looked pointedly at Gideon and added, “As long as we’re actually resting.” He grinned and reassured her, “Don’t worry, it’ll just be for rest. We’ll save the fun for later.”

With the main part of the unpacking done, they retired to the bedroom to recharge for the activities that would be taking place there later that evening. It was warm enough that they opted to lay on top of the blankets in the casual, comfortable clothing they had changed into earlier. Annabelle lay on her back while Gideon leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. He then joined her, laying on his side facing her and throwing an arm in a light, loving embrace over her. “I love you,” he said softly before closing his eyes. “I love you too,” she replied, covering his hand with her own on her midsection.

Between his early awakening that morning and the current relaxed atmosphere, Gideon was more than ready for a rest. With the close proximity of his love setting him at peace, he fell asleep in no time, and Annabelle soon followed.

After about an hour, Gideon was dragged out of his slumber as he felt his hand being moved. He thought Annabelle was moving it to get out of bed, but before he was awake enough to move it himself, he realized that wasn’t her goal. With his eyes still closed, Gideon confirmed his suspicion with a light flex of his fingers: Annabelle had placed his hand right on her breast! Throughout their courtship, Gideon had been extraordinarily self-restrained and had never purposely touched her there before.

As his eyes fluttered open in surprise, Annabelle laughed, “I thought that would wake you up. I’m getting hungry.” She moved his hand off her chest and stood up from the bed. Only half-jokingly, Gideon protested, “Hey, how could you do that? Just going to taunt me with that and not give me a chance to have any fun?”

He climbed out of bed as Annabelle bantered back playfully, “Come on, you know you’re going to get more later.” Gideon shook his head with feigned exasperation and said, “You’re such a tease, you know that?” In response, she only winked at him and walked out of the room.

Forty minutes later, they had prepared a light dinner and were finishing eating on the back porch. From where they sat side-by-side on the bench at the table, the view of the lake, mountains, and sunset all at once was spectacular. The dinner conversation had come to their plans for the first few days of their honeymoon at the vacation home.

As they ate their last few bites, Gideon asked, “So what do you think? Leave a couple of days for relaxing, walk some trails, sit on the beach, then maybe go on a day-long hike in a few days? We’ve got no commitments, so we can do whatever whenever.” Annabelle replied, “That sounds good, some relaxation would be nice after all the wedding stuff.” Gideon quipped, “We also need to plan in time for some indoor activities.” Annabelle smiled blushed a little, but it was barely visible in the orange glow of the sunset.

She looked off across the late in silent contemplation. Gideon asked, “Hey, you doing alright?” Maintaining her distant gaze, she responded, “Yeah… I guess it’s just hitting me. I’m finally feeling the anticipation now that… well, the bedroom’s the next stop, and I guess I’m feeling a little nervous.”

Gideon took her hand and softly said, “Hey.” She finally broke her stare and looked at him. He said, “It’s alright, I am too. I’m as new to all this as you are. We have lots of time. We can take this at your pace, and I’m not going to push you at all. I want you to be ready and comfortable, okay?” She smiled slightly and responded simply, “Okay.” Gideon wrapped one arm around her back, still using his other hand to clasp hers. Annabelle looked back toward the pink and orange sky, sighed and said, “Let’s go in after the sunset.” Gideon ran his hand over her back and replied, “Whenever you want, my love. I’ll be right back.”

He stood, cleaned off the last remnants of dinner from the table and took them inside. When he returned, Annabelle was sitting on the porch stairs that led down to the beach. With the lake reflecting the whole sky lit up with the sunset, it almost looked like half the world was on fire. Gideon sat next to her and the two watched the colors on God’s canvas gradually shift as the day came to an end.

Annabelle edged to the side, pressing herself closer against Gideon and said, “I love you.” Gideon looked at her and said, “I love you too.” She turned towards him and they looked into each others’ eyes. They kissed lightly, holding the embrace, neither of them wanting to stop. The kiss slowly grew more passionate, the fire in their hearts building as the fire in the sky disappeared.

When they finally stopped for breath, the sky had lost its color and was darkening quickly. “I could do this all night,” Gideon said with a grin. Annabelle smiled and replied, “Me too, but there are some other things we should be doing tonight.” Gideon said, “Whenever you’re ready. You can have all the time you need.” She leaned against him and said, “Just a few more minutes.” He had no problem waiting for her, content just to be in her presence.

After the very last of the sunlight had disappeared from the horizon, Annabelle finally resolved, “Alright, I’m ready.” Gideon asked, “Are you sure?” She replied simply, “I am.” Without another word, he stood and held out a hand to help her up. At the top of the stairs, he stopped and pulled Annabelle into a hug. He wrapped his arms around her and said softly into her ear, “I love you. Like I said, we’ll go at your pace. Tonight’s for you. We’ll only do what you want to, when you want to, how you want to, okay?” Annabelle hugged just a little tighter and said, “Okay. Thank you.” Gideon pulled back a little, looked her in the eye and said, “I love you too much to have it any other way.”

Gideon then offered, “Would you allow me the honor of carrying you across the threshold?” Annabelle threw her arm around his neck and said, “Of course.” Without another word, he picked her up and took his wife inside for their first night together.

 

Chapter 2

 

The newlywed couple first stopped in the bathroom to freshen up. After several minutes of face washing, teeth brushing and other hygienic activities, they exited into the bedroom and sat side by side on the bed.

Gideon could tell she remained a little uneasy. “Still nervous?” he asked.

Annabelle sighed lightly. “Yeah, but I want to do this.”

They had talked in depth about sex well before their wedding and, both had come a long way in their sexual understanding, especially Annabelle. But regardless of their adventurous discussions, they were still virgins, so some nervousness was expectable.

“How about we pray about it and go from there?” he suggested.

“That would be good,” she agreed. “That’s always good.”

Gideon held out his hand, which Annabelle took, and he began. “Dear God, I want to thank you for the amazing journey you have led us both on to bring us together and finally join us in marriage. Thank you so much for this beautiful, radiant gift you have given to me today, and thank you for allowing me to be with her. In a lifetime, I could not find the words to describe how grateful I am that you have brought this amazing creature into my life. She is everything I dreamed of, everything I wished for, and I pray that you help me to be the same for her.”

Annabelle gave his hand an appreciative squeeze. Continuing his prayer, Gideon switched gears. “We thank you for the awesome gift of sexuality, and the ability to experience such intimacy together. We know you gave us a sense of caution to keep us from sin. But now that we are husband and wife, we ask that you please remove those barriers and inhibitions. We pray that you would guide us as we become fully joined as one, and we pray that you would help us to honor you for years to come in every aspect of our marriage. Please help me to be patient and to be a selfless servant to my wife, and to show her how much I love her by bringing her as much joy and pleasure as humanly possible. Thank you again for the innumerable blessings you have given us. In Jesus’ name we pray, Amen.”

When he finished, they sat side by side in reverent silence for a few moments.

Annabelle spoke up first. “Well, I guess it’s not going to all go away at once, but I feel a little better.”

Gideon gently prodded her. “What do you want to do?”

“I don’t know,” she said. “I want to do something, but I can’t make myself think.”

“How about this,” he proposed. “I’ll take the lead, we’ll start out nice and slow, and you can have us stop any time you want if you’re not comfortable yet. Does that sound okay?”

He was committed to helping her to reach a state of mind where she was comfortable and open. He would gladly spend whatever time was necessary to help Annabelle calm her nerves.

She nodded, “Yeah. That sounds good.”

Gideon smiled at her and said, “You’re so cute, you know that?”

Annabelle grinned sheepishly. “You tell me pretty often.”

“Because it’s true.” He stood up from the bed and said, “Come here you.” He took her hand, pulled her up and met her lips with his, caressing her cheek as he kissed her. For several minutes, he gently played around her lips and tongue with his own, sensually exploring his new bride.

He reluctantly pulled away to remove his shirt and quipped, “Is it just you, or is it getting hot in here?”

“Shut up and get back here,” Annabelle complained, pulling him back and restoring the kiss.

Gideon gladly accepted. Soon he reached for her hands, took them in his own and placed them on his chest. “Touch me. Let your hands run free.”

She began timidly running her hands over his bare torso, but as the passion in their kiss heated up, she grew more courageous. Her arms encircled him and her fingers played across his back.

While continuing to make out with her, Gideon slowly worked his own hands underneath Annabelle’s shirt. He let them wander across her back, pulling her closer. He slid them up her flanks and rested them right beside her breasts, hiking her shirt up and exposing her midriff.

She pulled back slightly from the kiss as she felt his touch approach a place that was, by mutual agreement, off-limits until mere hours ago.

Gideon took advantage of the pause in their oral embrace to ask, “Can I help you out of this?”

Her mouth still hung open just a hair, betraying her increasing kiss-induced intoxication. Now with some momentum overriding her nerves, she nodded her permission.

Gideon pulled the shirt up over her head, tossed it on the bed and began to admire her uniquely feminine form. He was finally able to appreciate her choice of lingerie up close. The white, lacy bra hugged her curves exquisitely. The low cut and sheer sections revealed enough to be highly provocative but left enough to the imagination that Gideon was very eager to uncover more. Slight bumps were visible through the material, one on each breast, hinting at a still-hidden feature. After savoring the intoxicating view for a moment, he tore his eyes away to look back up at her. “When you walked down the aisle this morning, you had never looked more radiant to me, but you are even more beautiful now.”

Annabelle didn’t know how to respond, but her subdued smile revealed she enjoyed the praise.

He lowered his voice a barely perceptible amount and added, “Get used to the compliments, because I know you’re just going to get more and more beautiful as these clothes come off.”

“Shh, less talk, more kissing!” she urged and moved in again.

Gideon let her close to within an inch of his face before stopping her. “You don’t have to tell me twice, but first…” He glanced down at her white-clad breasts and back up. “Can I touch?”

Annabelle simply nodded in response and waited for him to make a move.

He cupped both sides of her face, gave her a single slow kiss, then backed away and moved his hands down. He brushed down her shoulders and upper arms, back up her sides and rested his hands just under her breasts.

Gideon froze for a moment, at the limit of a phantom boundary that had been lifted just earlier that day. Reminding himself there was nothing to be ashamed of now that they were married, he gently brought both palms and all ten fingers to rest around the sides of her breasts. Savoring the experience, he said softly, “You feel heavenly…”

Annabelle was clearly pleased with his compliment. In fact, her quicker breathing became noticeable in the rise and fall of her chest.

Gideon spent a short time absorbing the novel feeling. He had sometimes fantasized about what breasts would be like, but now that he was feeling her in reality, he had trouble putting into words what it felt like. As he had imagined, she had that odd yet blissful combination of soft, firm and perky, but she was more than just that. She felt warm and alive. It reminded him of the profundity of her choice to give her own body to him.

Primal instincts soon enough took Gideon back to ogling his mate. If Annabelle’s femininity felt so vibrant through the lingerie, what would she feel like without it?

“How about we get that lingerie off you? I have a hunch you’ll look even sexier without it in the way.”

Annabelle thought for a moment, but before the nerves and inhibitions could come back, she overrode them. “I guess we should see?”

Gideon said approvingly, “That’s my girl.”

However, as he reached behind her, he realized there might still be a task ahead in removing he bra. Having never undone one before, Gideon found himself lost and unable to identify how the mechanism worked only by feel.

Annabelle felt his awkward, uncertain pause and knew immediately what happened. A grin spread across her face as she waited for his reaction.

Gideon grinned back at her and laughed, “Hey, I did say I saved myself for you! Let this be proof that I’ve never done this before. Could you turn so I can see?”

With laughter relaxing her inhibitions, Annabelle complied happily, turning her back toward him so he could remove the bra.

Suddenly, she remembered her shorts were still on over the other half of her lingerie. An idea came into her head, and just as Gideon’s hands reached the fastener, she exclaimed, “Wait!” Before he could even think about being disappointed, she turned back to him and asked, “Before you take it off, don’t you want to see the whole set together?”

For a moment, all thoughts left Gideon’s mind except the idea of his bride in that lingerie set. After a deep breath, he said, “I would very much like to see that.” His even tone betrayed a well-restrained but intense desire below the surface.

She told Gideon, “Sit on the bed and close your eyes,” and he complied in an instant. She maneuvered to stand several paces from the bed, then turned to face him. In that moment, Annabelle finally felt something shift within her. All of the swirling thoughts and emotions she’d had throughout the night seemed to settle to the ground. What remained was an odd but amazing combination of peace and excitement.

For years she had remained pure. With the commitment they had made earlier that day, she knew she was finally free, but hadn’t quite FELT free. Now with that peace and excitement, she finally felt this was right.

With that newfound freedom, Annabelle deftly removed her shorts, leaving her dressed in only the two small pieces of white lingerie. She took a deep breath, faced him squarely and said, “Alright, I’m ready.”

Gideon braced himself for the view he knew was coming, then opened his eyes. What met his gaze left him at a loss for words.

He knew no one’s body was perfect, but for a moment his subconscious questioned that belief. Annabelle was everything he had hoped for and more.

Like a picture frame drawing attention to the image within, the white lingerie highlighted her most attractive parts, of which there were many. Her uniquely feminine breasts took on a new beauty as not just highlights, but part of a larger work of art. Her womanly hips spoke of her body’s ability as both lover and mother. Her thighs, while attractive on their own, framed the slight cleft that was visible beneath her provocative undergarment. Her entire body was presented as a choice model straight from God’s workshop, and her dedication to a healthy exercise routine only enhanced her appeal.

Best of all, every glorious curve was not just part of an imagined image, but part of a living being who was willingly sharing this beauty with him.

After a long moment, Gideon looked down. Before Annabelle could ask why he quickly explained himself: “Wow… Don’t worry, I like what I see… I REALLY like it. It’s just a lot… you’re a lot to take in. It’s like looking into the sun, but instead of the light being overpowering, it’s the beauty.”

He looked up at her again, blinking at her radiance. With a grin, he quipped, “I’m sure I can get used to this sight though.”

Annabelle laughingly asked, “Why do you make everything so dramatic and goofy?” Her breasts bounced slightly with her laughter, making the bra threaten to reveal even more than it already did.

Gideon pointed and jokingly warned her, “Might want to be careful, laugh again and your boobs might fall right out of that thing.”

She shrugged and said, “That will just happen in a minute anyway.” Her eyes met his with a sparkle.

He asked, “So you’re ready to take the top off now?”

She said, “Not yet silly, you haven’t seen everything yet! Why are you in such a hurry to get my top off? I thought you said you were a butt guy…” With that, Annabelle slowly spun in a circle, displaying her backside for a few seconds before it was eclipsed behind her again.

For the brief moment it was exposed, Gideon stared at it more intensely than anything he could remember. Her two lovely, sexy cheeks were naturally firm and fit from her healthy lifestyle but hugged by the excellent choice of lingerie panties, their sexual draw was amplified beyond belief. The sensual valley between her two mountains pointed straight south, where he knew other wonderful treasures lay mere inches into the shadows between her legs.

This image of raw sex appeal was burned into his eyes and brought his attention to the persistent pressure in his shorts. His erection made itself known by twitching in sync with his heartbeat as he found himself now staring at her front again.

Annabelle smiled at the look in his eyes and said, “That’s the butt guy I know.”

Gideon took a shaky breath and said, “I need to see that again.”

She countered, “How about I get to see a little more first?” She didn’t have to ask twice.

Despite the powerful distractions, Gideon was somehow able to remove his shorts with a modicum of grace. With nothing else on, his boxers did a poor job of restraining his erection, and nothing at all to hide the tent it created.

Annabelle giggled and commented, “I guess you really do like what you see.”

Gideon said, “Well isn’t that the understatement of the century. I don’t need to tell you, every part of you looks incredible, but you have an unbelievable asset back there.”

Annabelle asked flirtatiously, “Do you want to see it again?”

He immediately said, “God yes! Please! Can you lean over the bed?”

She said, “Sure,” and made her way over.

Gideon stood from his seat on the bed and stepped back to watch the performance. In a moment, she was bent over the bed, feet on the floor and backside facing Gideon, displayed in all its glory. His hardness raged against its restraints, serving as clear evidence of the effect her butt was having on him.

He soon realized she had been watching him over her shoulder. He stepped toward the bed, stood next to her and almost growled, “Get up here.”

Annabelle stood up quickly and faced him, surprised but intrigued by his tone. It betrayed a barely-restrained passion that was then expressed as he grabbed the back of her head and brought her in for a fierce kiss. It was more intense than she expected, as Gideon was normally more reserved. But this was hardly a normal situation. Annabelle returned the kiss with a little ferocity of her own. She threw her arms around him, pulled herself into him and fought back as their tongues sparred in a dance of desire.

They finally had to break for breath but remained pressed together, forehead to forehead, eyes locked on one another’s. Their chests heaved, pressing harder together then drawing back in a sensual dance of their own.

Labored breathing was the only sound in the room until Gideon whispered, “I love you so much.”

Annabelle reached a hand down to where his erection was pressing against her through his boxers, touched it lightly and whispered, “I can tell.”

Gideon grabbed her hand and held it, saying, “You know it’s so much more than that.”

She breathed back, “I do.”

He released her hand, ran his own down her back and rested them at the top of her backside. “Your butt looked so sexy with you bent over the bed.”

In another sensual whisper, she asked, “Do you want to feel it now?”

Already knowing the answer, he asked permission: “May I?”

Annabelle only stared at him in response, daring him to take for himself what she had already freely offered.

Gideon slid his hands down to surround the part of her body he most appreciated. His hands glided down from skin to fabric to skin again as he reached the exposed undersides of her cheeks. He slid back up once more, down again, then dug his fingers in slightly, all while looking into her captivating eyes. He said, “I wish I could tell you how intensely sexy you are.” Hands still on her rear end, Gideon moved in to kiss her again.

Annabelle’s mouth gladly opened for him, their tongues dancing slower this time.

Gideon would have happily stayed just like that for the rest of his life, but there were other things to get to. With considerable effort, he peeled his hands away from her inviting cheeks, backed up half a step and caressed her shoulders instead. He said, “Alright, I’ve been trying to get that bra off you forever now. You keep sidetracking me with all your sexy goodness.”

Annabelle playfully hooked her thumbs into her waistband and said, “Sure you don’t want these off first?”

He said, “Oh no, I want them off, but let’s save the best for last, shall we?”

With a simple “Okay,” she turned her back to give him access to the back of her bra.

Now that Gideon could see what he was doing, he was able to make short work of the fastener. With the tension released, the bra hung loosely on her breasts and threatened to fall off.

Annabelle held it in place with one hand as she turned toward Gideon again and went in for another kiss. As his sight was briefly obscured by her face, she pulled the lingerie off and tossed it on the bed. Her hands grabbed his and pulled them to her chest. She broke the kiss just enough to whisper, “There. Nothing in the way now.”

Gideon leaned back to watch as his hands explored her completely bare breasts for the first time. The size wasn’t important to him, but in his mesmerized state, he guessed they were slightly smaller than average–perfect for his tastes. Their modest size contributed to impressive perkiness, even without the support of the bra. Her brown areolas were several shades darker than her tanned skin and positioned just to the outside of the center of her breasts. In the middle of the areolas were prominently erect nipples that pointed out toward Gideon as if begging for attention.

Prior to this night, he hadn’t formed any serious hopes or expectations about what Annabelle’s breasts might be like. He was glad of that because he was able to take in their unique, natural beauty without any comparisons to get in the way.

Dragging his gaze away from her eye magnets, Gideon looked at Annabelle and suggested, “Lets lay down so I can get a better look at you.”

Annabelle sat back on the bed and edged herself backward with Gideon in close pursuit. She lay down with her head elevated by a couple of pillows so she could watch what he was doing.

Gideon knelt beside her and leaned down for another kiss, then propped himself up on his side facing her. Admiring her form once again, he began caressing her breasts with his free hand. He traced some gentle lines across Annabelle’s soft flesh before honing in on her nipple, slowly rubbing over it.

Her breathing quickened as he explored, making her breasts rise and fall in a highly erotic manner. Her nipple eagerly rose to meet his fingers, then frustratedly retreated from the welcome pressure in the necessary cycle of breath.

As much as Gideon loved this, she was too intoxicating for him. He needed more. He had controlled his hunger all this time, and now banquet of the highest quality was laid out before him. He had to taste it. Before long, he asked, “Can I kiss you here too?”

Annabelle smiled and said genuinely, “They’re yours to enjoy.”

Gideon looked her in the eye and said softly, “Thank you so much. I can’t tell you how much I love you.”

Before he could look away, she whispered back, “Then show me.”

With a sly grin, he lowered his head to her breast and pressed his lips against her. No tongue yet, just feeling.

Annabelle breathed in sharply as his mouth met her chest, the contact sending a new wave of novel excitement through her. This caused her breast to lift and press into his lips harder.

Her warm skin was smooth and soothing on his lips. It pulsated ever so slightly with her heartbeat and rose and fell with her breath. Gideon could tell she was trying to breathe evenly, but she had to work at it in her state of anticipation.

Not wanting to keep her waiting any longer, Gideon released his tongue to taste her. It wasn’t like any food he had ever eaten. She didn’t taste salty or sweet. She tasted like energy and life. He had no idea how that worked, but he wasn’t going to complain.

As her heavy breathing continued, Gideon played his mouth around her breast. He flicked his tongue in and out, thoroughly exploring over the sides, the bottom and the top, steadily drawing closer to his next prize. He stopped less than an inch from it and looked up at Annabelle. She was watching him intently with an expectant look. He shifted slightly so he could watch her face as he took the next step.

She gasped a quick breath and groaned as his mouth finally met her nipple and dropped her head back with a euphoric look on her face.

Gideon got to watch as she did and seeing her experience such pleasure only increased his passion. His lips sealed around her nipple. His tongue darted back and forth, up and down across that little bud that was so clearly enjoyable for her.

On a whim, he stopped and moved up, straddling her body with a knee on either side supporting him. Annabelle’s eyes opened to meet his as he lowered himself to be looking down at her face to face. He said sensually, “Hey.”

Her breathless reply came back, “Hey.”

He kissed her passionately on the lips, then asked, “You want a little more?”

She gasped, “Yes please!”

Gideon grinned and said, “It would be a shame not to give attention to both of them. They’re both so sexy.” With that, he rolled off to her other side and gave it the same erotic treatment. He made out with her breast and nipple just as passionately as he would with her mouth, eliciting another groan of satisfaction from Annabelle.

After a minute or two, he moved his kisses down off her breasts. His lips, and occasionally his tongue, brushed her midsection and navel, reaching the top of her panties before he looked up again.

Annabelle was looking back at him attentively.

He asked, “Can I take these off now?”

She consented with a shallow nod, but Gideon took his time. He kissed along her waistband to each side, returned to the middle, and pulled his head back to see what he was doing. It was then that he realized her cleft was showing more prominently through a dark patch in the thin material. He touched it gently with two fingers and confirmed his suspicions. Her arousal had soaked completely through her panties!

Gideon mused aloud, “I’ve ignored this too long. It looks like you need some attention down here. Lift your sexy little butt so I can get these off of you.”

Annabelle complied and lifted her hips, allowing Gideon to pull her last remaining piece of clothing down and off. She now lay on the bed, for the first time, entirely naked in front of her husband. She felt extremely vulnerable, but it was somehow thrilling as well. Her most secret and intimate place was now on full display for the man she had just pledged her life to.

The profound feeling was not lost in Gideon either. In total nudity, her physical beauty appeared to be made complete. Every last inch of her was bared for his eyes to see, and what a sight it was.

At the juncture of her shapely legs was a set of elegant lips, glistening with fluid and adorned above by a neatly kept patch of hair. Gideon immediately gained a better understanding of why the female genitals were sometimes referred to as a garden. It was a creation of mesmerizing beauty, not overgrown but well kept, inviting and home to a fountain that was overflowing. As he leaned close, he could tell the aroma of her arousal could be likened to the scents of a garden as well.

When he was finally able to break his stare, Gideon looked up at Annabelle and asked, “Can I touch?”

Still silent, Annabelle nodded her permission and watched intently.

He returned his gaze to her newly revealed secret and gently began exploring. He ran one finger slowly down her outer lip on one side, top to bottom then repeated on the other.

She breathed heavily and excitedly as she processed the first sensations of his exploration.

He ever so gently pulled her outer lips to the side, exposing the rest of her inner lips and her entrance. His fingers gently brushed over her inner lips, eliciting a sigh of both satisfaction and anticipation from Annabelle.

Gideon resisted working a finger inside her for now. He cherished her purity, but he knew that her virginity might make penetration uncomfortable initially. He had spent considerable time prior to this night planning a way to minimize her discomfort and had settled on a very gradual and gentle strategy–a strategy that involved giving her as much pleasure as possible before attempting any kind of penetration.

In pursuit of this plan, Gideon let his finger glide upwards across her warm, slick flesh. Due to Annabelle’s arousal, the target stood out clearly: a small but swollen nub at the top of her opening. Knowing her clitoris was likely the most sensitive place on her body, Gideon only brushed near it at first, contacting it indirectly as he painted her lubrication around it.

Even the relatively mild stimulation caused Annabelle’s breath to become shaky. Only a few strokes in, she laid her head back and moaned.

Gideon asked, “Are you feeling okay baby?” He already knew the answer and continued his motions, stroking a single finger from top to bottom, a quarter inch on either side of her clitoris.

Lost in the sensations, Annabelle only replied with a simple “Yesss…”

He kept up this same basic movement that she was obviously enjoying, carefully watching his strokes and occasionally glancing up at the blissful look on his bride’s face.

After a few minutes, Gideon felt it was time to take the next step. He changed his stroke back to her less sensitive outer lips so he could talk to her with less distraction in the way.

He asked her, “How are you feeling?”

Annabelle answered, “Good. It feels really good, can you keep going?”

Gideon said, “I certainly can, but I was going to move to something else. How would you feel about me using my tongue down there instead?”

She spaced out for a split second as she imagined what kind of pleasure that might bring, especially if one finger had already been so good.

“I’d like to try that…” She trailed off with her brow furrowed. Something didn’t feel quite right. It was like tension in her stomach. Her nervousness was back. It had seemingly vanished earlier and left her with minimal inhibitions, but had now made an unwelcome reappearance.

Gideon could see the unease on her face as she stared up at the ceiling. “Hey,” he called to her softly.

Annabelle was still deep in thought, trying to figure herself out. She had been fine with him using his tongue on her breasts. She even enjoyed it! Why would she feel resistant to the same thing in a different place? It was frustrating. She didn’t think she would mind it. To the contrary, she actually wanted to see what he could make her feel down below. She couldn’t find a reason for it, but the nervous, resistant feeling stubbornly remained.

He tried again to gain her attention: “Hey, are you alright? Talk to me.”

She turned her head and acknowledged him. “Yeah… just feeling nervous again…”

He reassured her lovingly, “Like I’ve said before, I’m not going to push you to do anything that doesn’t feel just right. If my mouth down there makes you nervous, we’ll wait. It’s not fun for me unless you’re into it too. We’ll stay where you’re happy, okay?

Annabelle said with some frustration, “I don’t get it, because I actually kind of want to try it. I mean, it’s new and all that, but I’m curious to see what it’s like. It just doesn’t feel quite right yet, and it’s annoying.”

He lay next to her and replied, “Don’t worry about it. We have the whole rest of the night, the rest of the week, and our whole lives together to figure this out. We’re not supposed to have it all together on our first night. Gradually moving forward and exploring is part of the beauty we get to experience.”

Annabelle sighed, “You’re right, I guess we’ll figure it out.”

Gideon gave her a reassuring kiss and said, “I know we will. And when we do, it will be amazing.”

They lay side by side, cuddled together on top of the bed. For several minutes, breathing was the only sound, and Gideon’s hand comfortingly stroking her belly was the only movement.

The silence was broken by a soft groan from Annabelle: “Ugh, you’re just turning me on more.”

Gideon asked quizzically, “Really? Just stroking your stomach?”

“Yes,” she said, “My body still wants something, but my brain won’t let me have it.”

He mused, “Well maybe we can do something that it WILL let you have.”

She asked, “Have something in mind?”

He suggested, “How about a shower together? We can freshen up and get used to being, you know, without any clothes together.”

With a small grin returning to her face, Annabelle said, “I like that idea.” She looked down his body pointedly and said, “To get used to being naked together though, you’ll need to get those boxers off.”

Gideon caught on and asked almost rhetorically, “Should I take them off now, then?”

She nodded and said, “You’ve had a great look at me, I think it’s time I get a look at you too.” Annabelle sat up and instructed, “Just lay back like I was, I want to get those off of you.”

He scooted himself up the bed from his laying position and propped his upper body up with several pillows. He watched eagerly as his buck-naked bride maneuvered around the bed on her hands and knees, finally settling in beside him sitting back on her heels.

Annabelle had a bird’s-eye view of his bulge from here. A clearly defined shaft ran from his groin all the way up to the top of the waistband. It had shifted slightly to point up to the side. Otherwise, it would have peeked out the top. Near the tip, a wet spot indicated he had been aroused for quite some time. Further down, a more rounded bulge identified the location of his balls. She reached out to his waistband and asked, “May I?”

Gideon said, “Of course, and you can touch everything too if you want. Just be careful, as you know, some of the equipment down there can be rather sensitive.” He pushed up with his arms to lift his hips and free his underwear.

She leaned forward and hooked her fingers in his waistband. She pulled it up so it wouldn’t catch on his stiff member, then dragged the boxers down to his thighs. Sitting back on her heels again, she took in the new sights. Just as his underwear had suggested, his penis was clearly aroused, pointing up along his body. It was slightly darker than his overall skin tone and was stiffly held up from his body. Like her, he kept his pubic hair neatly trimmed, and even had his balls cleanly shaved.

Remembering his permission to touch, she reached out again and gently ran a fingertip over the exposed underside.

Gideon gave a slight groan of pleasure and quipped, “Going right for the most sensitive part, huh?”

Annabelle asked curiously, “That’s the most sensitive part?”

He took her hand and said, “Hold out your finger again.” She did, and he placed it on the location he was indicating. “That spot right underneath the head on the underside. When it’s dry, it still feels good if you touch it gently, but when it’s lubricated, that’s easily the spot that feels the best.”

“Is something else better when it’s dry?”

“Yes, actually. I’ll show you, then you can try if you want.”

“Definitely! I’m should learn this at some point, why not now?”

“I like your thinking. Now…” Gideon demonstrated his technique for Annabelle as he explained it. “I’ve found it feels good when I use four fingers along the underside, and my thumb to keep it in place. I grip gently, but just tight enough to keep my fingers from slipping over the skin. This stimulates all up and down the underside, and it feels great all over.”

Annabelle asked with a controlled but genuine excitement, “Can I try now?

Gideon laughed, “Now aren’t those words every husband would love to hear? Go ahead! Come sit up by me to get the right angle.”

She shifted according to his suggestion, then asked, “Can you help me get the right spot?”

He helped her place her hand on his swollen member just as he had described. As she settled into position, he groaned, “Wow, your hand feels amazing just resting there. Go ahead and try slowly stroking up and down just an inch or two.”

With a smile, Annabelle slowly began to move her hand. After a few bits of coaching and adjustments from Gideon, she had the motion down quite well.

Before long, Gideon moaned in both pleasure and reluctance, “Stop, stop.” He preemptively explained as she looked at him in concern. “Don’t worry, you did great. Too good, in fact, because if you continued you’d give me an orgasm and we’d have to stop. Plus, there was something else I should have mentioned earlier.”

Annabelle raised an eyebrow inquisitively and asked, “What’s that?”

“Well, I don’t want to come just yet because I thought it would be extra special if my first orgasm with you was as sex was designed to be… you know, inside you.”

“Well, I don’t know if I’m ready for that yet…”

“No, I don’t mean right now! I want to make sure you’re ready and opened up first. I can wait until you’re ready.”

“But you said yourself that might be a while. Why do you want to wait?”

“I guess I thought it would be more symbolic and special.”

She thought for a second, then said, “I understand that, but isn’t it special just being able to do this in the first place?”

Gideon took his own time to think, then answered, “I guess you’re right. Anything like this is special if it’s with you. I can wait, but if you want to keep exploring, we can do that.”

“I didn’t mean to dash your hopes…”

“You didn’t at all! That was a loosely held idea. I really think you’re right that just being together is special. I’d definitely prefer to just do whatever we feel like and be together!”

Annabelle’s expression changed and she appeared to be considering something. Perhaps something sexy judging by the sly grin slowly growing on her face.

Gideon asked, “What are you thinking?”

She said, “You said ‘do whatever we feel like.’ What about something a little different?”

“We don’t have to do anything too crazy, it’s our first night! We can take it slow unless you want to try something.”

“It’s not too crazy, just a compromise with you wanting to come inside me and me wanting to keep feeling and stroking you.” Annabelle took a deep breath and said, “What if I made you come ON my vagina instead of in it?”

Gideon looked almost dumbstruck. “Where did an innocent girl like you get an idea like that?”

She blushed and said, “I was only innocent until you started talking to me about sex. You encouraged me to research by reading Christian erotic stories. That was one of the things I read. It was weird but kind of sexy, and it stuck in my memory.”

“And you really want to try that?”

“I mean… yes, if you do?”

Gideon looked her seriously in the eye and said, “Annabelle, I’ll tell you this now. I will almost never turn you down if you say you want to do ANYTHING sexual with me.”

“Soo…”

“That’s a yes, ‘Belle. If you want to do it, we’ll totally do it.”

She grinned sheepishly, then asked, “Okay… Um, how do we do it then?”

Gideon thought for a moment then said, “Lay on your back. I’ll kneel over you, and you can stroke downward with my parts over yours.”

There was a brief, excited scramble to shift into the prescribed position. Several seconds later, Annabelle was on her back, staring up at Gideon as he gazed back at her. He asked playfully, “So I can’t kiss you down there, but you’ll stroke me and make me come on you?”

“I don’t get it either. I guess I’m just weird.”

“That makes two of us. I guess we really were meant for each other.”

He leaned down to kiss her, then stabilized himself on all fours above her. His hard shaft hung down at an angle, pointed forward toward their heads. His balls swung slightly in their smooth-shaved sack. Gideon said, “Take your time. Whenever you’re ready, you can use the same grip. It’s easier if you push it so it points straight down, that’s not uncomfortable for me.”

Annabelle gently encircled him with her hand again. His warm hardness filled her grip, and she began slowly stroking up and down again.

After only a few strokes, Gideon moaned, “Oh, ‘Belle that’s so good…”

As she continued the repetitive motion, she realized she was brushing his balls with the backs of her fingers. Gideon seemed to be enjoying it, but she stopped to ask anyway, “Does it feel okay when I brush your balls? I know they’re sensitive…”

He replied, “Yes, they’re sensitive but in a good way too. You’re touching them the good way, and it actually feels really nice. Please, keep going!”

Annabelle resumed her stroking, savoring the new and incredible feeling of holding his manhood in her hand and stimulating such pleasure in him. It was a truly beautiful and intimate experience, especially when he lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes with both desire and gratefulness.

Gideon let her look down again and focus on her work as he let out another moan of pleasure: “Ohh… Thank you, baby, that feels so good.” They were only a minute in, but he knew it wouldn’t be much longer. Before succumbing to the oncoming wave, he gave her a final instruction: “Try to keep stroking as I come. It might make a little more of a mess, but I think you were ready for that already.”

She acknowledged with a simple “Okay,” then watched, intrigued as he swelled even more in her hand and began twitching and flexing.

Through more vocalizations of pleasure, he said, “Mmm… You’re gonna make me come. Are you ready for it?”

Almost in a trance as she took in his reaction, she said without hesitation, “I’m ready.” Annabelle almost instinctively reached down with her other hand and spread her lips open to receive his liquid gift.

Only seconds later, the wave could be held back no longer. Gideon closed his eyes and the orgasm flooded his body. Ecstatic energy coursed through him for several seconds before his ejaculation began. As the orgasm continued, he opened his eyes to watch with her as her strokes coaxed out the first powerful pulses.

His body pumped jets of thick, milky-white cream onto her. Despite her continued stroking, her aim was excellent. His ejaculation painted her lower region, with some outside and on her outer lips, a bit in her short hair and some trickling down from the top into her cleft. By the time he was finally spent, some even ran down onto one of her butt cheeks below. It felt funny, but she didn’t mind. She had just given her new husband his first orgasm with her! She felt accomplished at her achievement and also blessed to have the opportunity.

Gideon panted heavily, still shaking from the powerful orgasm that had wracked his body. He looked down, and when he could finally speak, he said, “Wow… That’s a lot of cum.”

Annabelle asked, “Is that more than you usually make?”

He said, “Definitely. I was really turned on, plus I’ve been saving that for you for over a week. That’s why it happened so fast too.”

She released his manhood, which was beginning to soften by now. As she moved her hands, she felt something slippery on one. She looked at it, which brought Gideon’s attention to it as well. The hand she had used to hold herself open was also the one with her wedding ring on it. One spurt of his semen had landed right on the ring and across her hand.

Annabelle exclaimed in a feigned pout, “You got it all over my ring!”

Gideon said, “Only to better mark you as mine.” He leaned down and kissed her passionately, and she returned it with an intensity of her own. He said, “I’ll make sure to let you get some of your juices on my ring a bit later.” He sealed that promise with another kiss.

When he finally pulled away, Gideon climbed off her and joked, “I guess we’d better get cleaned up, that stuff can get a little sticky. How about that shower now?”

Annabelle agreed, “Sure!”

He helped her off the bed until they stood together beside it. Annabelle tilted her head up to kiss him again, embraced him, and pressed her breasts and the rest of her naked body into his. Her cum-covered skin rubbed over his, smearing some right back on the place it came from. She pulled back with a sly look that said she knew exactly what she just did.

She told him in a sultry whisper, “I’ll go get the water running.”

As she walked to the bathroom, Gideon was left in awe of her beauty. Her bountiful backside shifted hypnotically as her hips swayed.

The view was obscured all too soon, but the door was left invitingly ajar.

 

Chapter 3

 

Gideon gazed longingly at the entrance to the bathroom where his bride had just disappeared. His mind lingered on the last image of her exquisite nude form on display as she stepped away from him.

The sound of running water brought him back from his daydream as Annabelle started the shower on the other side of the door. Taking a deep breath, Gideon set about his preparations for later. He had laid out some soft towels on the bed earlier to avoid making a mess, but their recent wedding night escapades had left them bunched up and wrinkled, so he first smoothed them out. Next, he retrieved a jar of food-grade coconut oil and set it on the nightstand. He planned to help Annabelle relax with a massage, and he hoped it would aid in getting her loosened up and lubricated for sex.

With his preparations complete, Gideon eagerly hurried over to the bathroom. He eased open the door and was met with a sight that, even after seeing her totally naked, still inspired awe in him.

Her elegant shape was mostly camouflaged behind the steam and water droplets covering the glass walls of the shower. While no artist or photographer captured that beautiful image, Gideon knew it would be saved in his memory for many years to come.

After closing the bathroom door, he opened the shower door and joined her inside. His bride was facing away from him, leaving his favorite part of her body in full view. Gideon marveled not for the first time that night at how intensely attractive her backside was. Had he not had an orgasm less than five minutes before, a full erection would show just how much he appreciated her rear.

Annabelle turned her head as he stepped up behind her, and met his mouth with hers. Neither said a word, content to simply be close and share a slow kiss.

Gideon tenderly caressed her upper thigh and butt cheeks, then hugged her from behind and pulled her body into his. The warm water flowed smoothly and sensually over them as he reached up and gently fondled and squeezed her breasts. They were a treasure that he couldn’t get enough of.

Their tongues continued dancing until Annabelle pulled back, turned around to face him and leaned in again.

Several moments passed as they silently gazed into each other’s eyes. Gideon touched her cheek with his hand and said softly, “Your eyes are stunning. I could stare at your body for hours, but I think I could look into your eyes forever. God knew what he was doing when he made you.”

Annabelle smiled at his praise and pulled his head down for another kiss. She asked mischievously, “What other parts would you stare at?”

He said with a grin, “Well, you’ve given me a few pretty good views from behind tonight.”

She laughed and asked jokingly, “My butt and my eyes, so that’s why you married me, huh?”

“It’s true, I can’t deny it. But those are only two reasons.” He reached up and gripped her nipples between a thumb and finger on each hand. “These are two more.” Leaning his forehead against hers, he finished the thought: “But you know there are far more, and far deeper reasons I married you.”

She acknowledged in a whisper, barely audible over the running water: “I know.”

With arms wrapped around each other once more, the newlyweds stood in the relaxing stream of water in a loving embrace. For a long moment, it felt as if there was nothing in the world but them and their God-ordained union.

After a minute, Gideon reluctantly broke the silence and said, “Alright, if we’re going to do anything else tonight, we’d better get cleaned up and out of the shower.” He dropped his hands from her back to her butt and squeezed. With a glint in his eye, he added, “I guess there’s no reason we can’t have some fun, though. How about I wash you and you wash me?”

“I’m not going to say no to that, as long as I get to wash you first.”

“Go right ahead.”

Annabelle grabbed a washcloth from the rack in the shower, soaped it up and proceeded to scrub every inch of her husband’s body, saving the fun spots for last. After running the cloth over and between his butt cheeks, she gave them a firm squeeze.

Gideon asked her playfully, “Hey, what’cha doin’ back there?”

“Who’s to say I can’t like your butt too?”

“Fair enough, I’m certainly not going to complain about it.”

She moved around to his front and knelt in front of him to get a better view. By now he was partly hard again, and his erection only grew faster as she gently soaped up his shaft and balls. With a few parting strokes up and down his length, she said, “I think it’s my turn now.”

Gideon wished she had kept stroking, but wasted no time in grabbing another washcloth and going to work on Annabelle in a similar fashion. He went about thoroughly cleaning her whole body and waited to do the fun parts at the end.

Just as she had done, he made a final stop at her backside. He gripped her cheeks firmly and breathed sensually into her ear, “I don’t think you’ll ever like mine as much as I like yours.”

She said, “I can’t argue with that.”

With one hand still squeezing her butt, his other turned her face toward his so he could express his desire through a kiss.

After finally detaching himself from the attention magnet that her rear end was, he followed her example and knelt in front of her. Annabelle spread her legs slightly to allow him better access. He gently scrubbed over and around her lower region a few times before touching it with his hand. He traced over her lips and lightly brushed her clitoris, which made her give a low moan of approval. She moaned again, this time in disappointment when he pulled away and stood up.

He assured her, “Don’t worry, we’ll pick this up on the bed. Let’s get rinsed and dried so we can get back out there.

They rinsed off their bodies, turned off the water and pulled down the towels that had been hanging over the shower wall. They finished drying while standing on the soft bathroom rug, and once again admired each other’s nakedness.

Suddenly, Annabelle dropped her towel and pressed herself into Gideon, forcing her tongue into his mouth passionately.

He didn’t miss a beat in returning the kiss with equal intensity, his tongue sparring with hers in a sort of aggressive mating ritual.

When they finally broke for breath, he asked, “Whoa, baby, where did that come from?”

She panted, “I don’t know, I just want you, bad.”

He got out the words “You can have me,” just before her mouth attached to his again.

In between kisses she pleaded, “Touch my clit again, please!”

Gideon promptly and gladly fulfilled her request. He gently toyed with her little nub as her onslaught continued. She moaned into his mouth, expressing her pleasure and desire for more.

He was overwhelmed by her behavior but still managed to keep a small part of his wits about him. Whenever he had a brief moment to think, he gradually maneuvered them out and into the bedroom. Before too long, they were both standing next to the bed again. He broke the kiss and said, “Lay back, let’s get more comfortable and continue this.”

Annabelle wasted no time in clambering onto the bed, laying on her back and letting Gideon get into position to pleasure her. A new, intense desire had awakened in her, and she wasn’t going to let it fade and waste the opportunity before her.

She spread her legs instinctively, allowing him to have unobstructed access to her sex.

He ran his fingers over her lips and remarked, “We just dried off, but you’re all wet again. You’re really turned on, aren’t you?”

She answered, “Yesss, I need you to touch me!”

Gideon let a finger glide downward over her clit and she moaned with satisfaction, “Yes, just like that…”

He leaned up to kiss her as he continued manipulating her clit. They made out as his fingers sent pleasure radiating from her core throughout her body. Her slick lubrication made the movements smooth and sensual.

Very soon, her hips started bucking up against his hand almost involuntarily, trying to increase the stimulation she was receiving. Gideon recognized this as a sign she was ready for more. He readjusted to lay between her legs and propped himself up on his elbows. From this position, he started drawing slow circles on her clit as he examined the heart of her femininity. Once again, her lips were naturally engorged and spread open slightly, shining with her garden’s nectar.

A desire to taste her came over him strongly. He looked up to her face and saw she had laid her head back and closed her eyes, reveling in pleasure. She hadn’t felt the time was right earlier, but Gideon instinctively knew she was now ready.

Without a further thought, he lowered his head and ran his tongue along her lips from the bottom up, flicking her clit when he neared the top. Her reaction was only to release more pleasured sounds and pull her legs further apart.

Happy with Annabelle’s new openness, he went to work exploring her most intimate folds with his tongue. She was slick and warm, and her lips parted welcomingly as he gently pushed her open. Neither her taste nor smell was very strong so soon after the shower, but there was a certain musk he detected. He seemed to sense it through both taste and smell, but neither at the same time. All he knew for sure was that it meant pure arousal and sexuality. This idea was underscored by the consistent, erotics sound she made to announce her gratification.

With his lips pressed against her lower ones, Gideon probed deeper into her with his tongue. She was opening up for him, but that particular appendage only allowed him to go so far. To reach a greater depth, his fingers and mouth switched places. His lips and tongue latched onto her clit while his fingers lightly spread her open and one eased just an inch inside. That finger then drew large, slow circles inside her, providing an easy stretch to her walls in all directions.

Annabelle groaned deeply at this new sensation. “Ohhh that feels so good. Keep doing that…”

He did as she requested, gradually pushing a little more firmly to opened her up further.

Suddenly, she tightened around his finger and released only a second later. He brought his head up to look at her and see what had happened.

She pleaded breathlessly, “Don’t stop now, please!”

Dutifully returning to tease her clit, he realized she must be nearing an orgasm! What he was doing was clearly working for her, but he had an idea to push her over the top. His finger was now buried a couple of inches into her entrance, and he knew it was possible. One of the valuable things he had learned in preparation for this night was the location of the female G-spot: several inches into the vagina on her front wall. Putting this knowledge to good use, he turned the pad of his finger upward and pulled it back against her front wall.

In just a few repetitions of the motion, he could tell it was working on Annabelle. Every few strokes her body would shudder slightly and her entrance would contract around his finger. Each spasm squeezed more of her slick essence out onto his hand. Her vocalizations became ecstatic and she cried, “I’m gonna come! Oh, I’m gonna come!”

His mouth remained pressed into her lips and his finger kept massaging her, stimulating both external and internal hot spots. He enthusiastically feasted on her erotic nectar and delectable flesh, devouring as much of her deliciousness as possible. At last, he pushed her to the peak, and she cried out again as orgasm overwhelmed her. The uncontrollable ecstasy caused her hips to buck and her body to shudder involuntarily. She was held in the grip of bliss for what seemed like forever before she finally grew still and quiet, aside from labored breathing.

Gideon removed his mouth and finger and sat up. She had made a wonderful mess of juices on his face, and he reluctantly wiped them off with one of the towels on the bed. He then admired his handiwork: a panting and clearly happy wife whose womanhood was dripping wet and swollen from the attention it had just received. He crawled up to be face to face with her.

He raised his hand and showed her proudly, “Look. Just like I said, I got your juice all over my ring too.”

Annabelle pulled his head down and kissed him hard, apparently still having some passion left after her powerful orgasm. She tasted a remnant of her own lubrication on his tongue, but she was too high on sex to care or even think of bothered by it.

They ended their latest oral embrace and gazed longingly into each other’s eyes. Gideon lay down next to her, pressed his lips to her cheek and stroked soothingly from her breasts to her waist.

She finally said, “That was amazing. How did you do that?”

Gideon laughed and said, “Lots of study and preparation. All for you, my love. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

“Can you do that every time?”

“I would gladly do that for you any time you want. But there are other things to explore, you know.”

“Speaking of which…” she turned to him and said, “I still want to go all the way tonight, if you want to.”

“Of course! I was planning to give you a massage and stretch you out a bit more though.”

She said tentatively, “I don’t know if I can wait that long. After what you just made me feel, I really want more… Can we save the massage for tomorrow?”

Gideon stopped stroking and fondled her breast as he said, “Sure thing. I guess I’ll just start playing with your sexy and delicious body again.” With that, he sucked her nipple into his mouth and licked circles around it with his tongue.

A deep breath and sigh from Annabelle indicated her enjoyment.

He disappointedly left her breast but was eager to reestablish his position between her legs. Once there, he set about to bring her more pleasure and stretch her open enough to have sex comfortably.

Returning to his successful techniques from earlier, he started with soft touched on her clit, brushing from the top down and side to side.

Annabelle groaned in both pleasure and frustration and said, “I like that, but get to the stretching. I want you in me.”

Gideon wasted no time in slipping a finger carefully inside her where it had been just a few minutes before. She sighed in satisfaction as he began to press against her walls once again. She was already quite receptive to one finger, so he pulled it out and added another. He stacked them on top of each other to make a penetration tool that was more compact and not as wide. It was only a theory, but he tried it anyway.

As it turned out, in that configuration, he was able to get the two fingers almost all the way inside her before he met any real resistance. From there, he simply resumed drawing circles inside of her and pulling her slick walls in all directions. She was now open enough to accept his fingers side by side, so he turned them upward again to rub at her G-spot.

Right on cue, her moan told Gideon that this particular technique was highly appreciated. Annabelle asked through pleasure-clouded thoughts, “Are you done yet? That feels great, but I want more.”

He said, “You’re still a little tight, but we can try now. If it’s uncomfortable we can stretch you out more.”

She said determinedly, “I want to try now.”

“Okay, let me try one more thing.” Gideon bunched up three fingers together, just as he had with two before, and placed them at her cleft. He pushed them gently into her, and while he couldn’t go all the way, they sank to a surprising depth between her lips. She exhaled as her entrance opened to the welcome intrusion.

He observed, “Alright, looks like your pretty little flower might be ready for me.” He leaned up over her, looked down into her eyes and asked softly, “Are YOU ready for me though?”

She said with finality, “I am. Make me yours.”

He touched her cheek with adoration and said, “My sweet bride… I love you so much.” After a light kiss, he looked down to make sure he did everything right.

First, he grabbed the neglected coconut oil jar from the nightstand and put it to good use. She was very well lubricated naturally, but he wanted to be absolutely sure. He dug the solidified oil from the container and smeared it on his hardness, where it quickly melted and covered his entire length.

Now sufficiently prepared, Gideon knelt back between her legs and took in the sight. Annabelle lay sprawled beneath him, legs spread invitingly, and her opening engorged, flowing and eager to receive its counterpart. This woman was giving her entire being–mind, body, and soul–to him.

She had dedicated her mind when she accepted his proposal all those months ago.

She had committed her soul that morning when she pledged to love him until death.

Now she was giving him her body to complete their union as one.

This was the final consummation.

While they were excited, the weight of the moment was not lost on them. Their eyes, locked together, communicated everything that needed to be said.

This was the end of an old way of life, and the beginning of a new life together.

This was the end of a life of separation and the beginning of a new one where they were inextricably intertwined.

This was the end of chastity…

…and the beginning of the bliss of union. A privilege that God reserved only for the very special bond they now possessed.

All this understanding passed between them in an instant, and they both freely accepted everything it meant for them.

With that, Gideon initiated the act. He took his member in his hand and rubbed the tip over her clit, making sure she was as excited as possible to facilitate his entry. He told Annabelle, “This will stretch you more, but please tell me if anything hurts so I can stop, okay?” She nodded in reply and focused intently on the point where they were about to join.

Gideon shifted back an inch from her clit and rested his head just between her lips. He rubbed up and down a few times, coating the tip in her arousal.

After years of purity, prayer, and preparation, the moment finally came.

He pushed forward ever so slowly. Half of his tip disappeared between her lips. In a moment, only the bottom of the head was visible.

Annabelle breathed deeply and willed herself to relax around him. The thickest part of his head slipped forward another half inch, and she gasped slightly as her entrance closed around his shaft. He now sat an inch and a half inside her. It was an amazing new feat, but there was much more to go.

Gideon asked, “Are you feeling okay?”

She said with relief, “Yes! I’m fine, keep going.”

He did so, gently pressing into her. He pushed a little deeper, then reversed and pulled back. She felt him come all the way out, but quickly reenter her much easier than before. The next couple of inches went surprisingly smoothly, a testament to their prolonged foreplay and stretching beforehand. He would pull back most or all of the way, then slowly thrust back in, stretching and massaging the inside of her sex.

Annabelle’s small grunt brought him out of his focus and put him on alert. He asked, “Are you okay?”

She said, “Yeah, it was a little uncomfortable though. I think that’s as deep as I can take right now.”

Gideon knew he might not get all the way in on their first night, and had kept his expectations low. He was pleasantly surprised when he realized he had been able to get almost three-quarters of his length into her.

He said, “That’s fine, you’re doing amazing. This is way better than I expected for our very first try. I won’t push any further.”

She hurriedly said, “Don’t stop though! Before that point, it felt amazing!”

Following her request, he began thrusting gently in and out. He pressed in until just before the uncomfortable point, slowly backed out until only his head was inside, and pushed forward again.

Being their first time, the rhythm was mediocre at best, but it was made up for by their joint excitement. Annabelle was mesmerized as she watched herself repeatedly accept so much of his swollen and stiff member and release it again. The sight, sensations, and idea of what was happening rapidly built her pleasure.

Meanwhile, Gideon’s was building faster. Having orgasmed recently, he lasted longer than he otherwise might. However, with less focus now required for making sure the initial entry went smoothly, his body drew his focus to something else: the instinctual drive to fertilize her garden.

He moaned in pleasure, “I’m going to come again. Oh, ‘Belle you feel so amazing, you’re going to make me come again!”

She encouraged him, “Come, baby, finish making me yours!”

That was all he needed. The ecstatic wave of orgasm washed over him again, flooding his body and setting off the familiar spasms in his loins. His continued slow thrusts coaxed his essence out in forceful spurts, coating her walls with his ejaculation.

Annabelle hadn’t quite reached the peak herself, which meant she was coherent to feel everything that was going on. She was enthralled as she felt his member throbbing within her, pumping his seed into her. He was fertilizing her, marking her as his, taking her completely. It was a surreal and incredible feeling, physically, emotionally and spiritually.

As Gideon came down from the heights of pleasure and looked into her eyes, the same thought was in both of their minds simultaneously. They had just engaged in a ritual as old as the world itself, designed by God to bring a husband and wife closer than any other living creatures.

There was still one thing needed to complete the ritual, however.

He asked her, “You didn’t come again, did you?” She shook her head and he grunted, “Well, we’ll have to fix that.” He pulled his softening member out of her, revealing the creamy evidence of his climax on his tip and between her lips. He lay down beside her and said, “Kneel over me, one leg on either side. I’ll make sure you come too.”

Annabelle climbed on top of him somewhat awkwardly, but eager to see what he had in mind. He pulled on her butt to encourage her to move up so her cleft was above his spent member. As she knelt above him, her opening dripped her own nectar mingled with his seed down onto his body. It was an immensely erotic sight.

Gideon hugged her and pulled her head down, but didn’t attempt to give her a kiss. However, as his mouth closed around one of her nipples and two of his fingers slipped into her cleft, she realized his intentions. In her already aroused state, the dual stimulation didn’t take long to bring her to the edge.

She cried and whimpered in pleasure as he massaged her G-spot with the cream he had just deposited there. The erotic thought was too much for her and pushed her into orgasm. With his mouth on her nipples, the orgasm was directed from her sex to her chest and all throughout her body. She spasmed around his fingers and vocalized her ecstasy, writhing in the throes of orgasm.

Shaking and shuddering, she finally came down and fell onto Gideon, drained by the intensity of the night. Legs still spread over him and breasts mashed into his chest, Annabelle rested on her husband as she regained her breath.

When she could finally muster the strength, she pushed herself up enough to look down into his eyes. She said every so softly, “I love you so much.”

He smiled back at her and said tenderly, “I love you too. I’m so blessed to be able to spend the rest of my life with you.”

She leaned down and kissed him differently than she had before. This was a kiss not of passion, yearning or desire. It was a kiss that was purely an expression of love–no strings attached, no sex required. Just an appreciation for the man receiving it and his dedication to her.

It was a kiss he gladly returned with the same sentiment.

As much as he wanted to lay there forever with their nude bodies pressed together in the afterglow, he said, “Hey, you’d better go to the bathroom. Don’t want to get that honeymoon-itis or whatever it is, right?”

She groaned, preferring to just fall asleep in their intimate cuddling position.

He prodded her, “We should clean up too, right? It might not be comfortable to sleep covered in our sex juices.”

She grudgingly acknowledged his points and peeled herself off him. “Come clean up with me at least?” she asked.

“Of course. I want to be right by your side every moment of this trip.”

She grinned slyly and said, “Or on top of me, or under me, or…”

“You know what I meant. But yes, definitely all of those too.” He pulled her back as she tried to get off the bed and whispered in her ear, “Behind you too.”

“Hey, be careful, you might get me all hot and bothered again, and we need our sleep tonight!”

Gideon laughed, “Fair enough. Lets get cleaned up and get that sleep.”

Annabelle slid herself off the bed and walked to the bathroom, giving him that same amazing view as earlier with her hips shifting and butt sticking out proudly. Only this time, she was fully, completely his. And he belonged completely to her. To be joined with that living work of art was quite likely the greatest earthly blessing he had, or ever would, receive. Gideon mouthed a word of thanks to God, acknowledging that priceless gift.

Once they had done a reasonable job of cleaning up their sweat and fluids, they returned to the bed. The towels were thrown haphazardly to the floor and the covers were pulled to the foot of the bed. The room was warm, so only a couple of thin layers were needed.

Just before they climbed into bed, Gideon took Annabelle by the shoulder and hugged her close. He said tenderly, “You were amazing tonight. I know you were nervous at the beginning, and a few times in the middle. I truly, sincerely appreciate how you worked to overcome that and still completely give yourself to me. I love you so much.”

She replied, “I love you too. I’m so happy we finally belong to each other. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“And I with you.”

The newlyweds, with their marriage covenant now written, ratified and consummated, settled in to close out their first night together. The lights flickered off and Annabelle lay on her side with Gideon cuddled up behind to spoon her, both still unashamedly naked. He laid an arm over her comfortingly and protectively and grasped her hand.

The last sound in the room was a soft clink as their rings touched.

Then there was only darkness and peaceful breathing.