Wed by Wednesday (Passion in Paradise #4.5)

by Sarah O'Rourke

  Too excited to be nervous, Orla realized that this was unknown territory for her… well, for both of them, really, but she also knew that Jethro was older and far wiser than she. He had experience on his side, and he’d already proven that he could make her feel things that sent her flying. She had no doubt that despite his playful teasing about spankings and paddles earlier, he would escort her down this final intimate path with patience and love. His protective nature wouldn’t allow him to do anything else. Lifting her head when he paused outside the bedroom she knew he used, Orla met his unflinchingly direct stare.

  “Last chance to back out, Tidbit,” he offered softly. “I carry you across the threshold into my room and you’re mine. Mine forever.”

  She didn’t hesitate. “There’s no place I’d rather be than in your arms forever. Make me yours, Jethro.” Catching her breath as he sealed his lips to hers in the same way she’d just sealed her fate, his low groan vibrated against her mouth as he shouldered open the door and strode into his room, kicking it shut behind them.

  Stretching her arms over her head when he lowered her to his bed, Orla watched though half-closed eyes as Jethro straightened and stood beside the bed, biting her lip as she watched his hands go to the buttons of his shirt, his eyes focused intently on her. “Jethro?”

  “Shhhh…,” he shushed her, his eyes not wavering from her body as his fingers moved quickly down his shirt, unfastening the buttons as quickly as his thick fingers would allow him to move. “I want to memorize this moment. I don’t ever want to forget what you looked like the first time I had your beautiful body stretched out naked in my bed, your gorgeous hair spread across my pillow.

  “Well, since you’ll have a lot more opportunities, could you hurry? Please? I’m dying for you, Jethro?” Orla begged, holding out her arms for him while her body rioted, yearning for him to cover and claim her in the most elemental way there was. The longer he stared, the hotter her body grew, and despite nearly freezing earlier, at this moment, she feared she might spontaneously combust if Jethro didn’t decide to move soon.

  Jethro smiled. “That’s true, but there’s only one first time, Tidbit, and I’ll be damned if I’m gonna rush it. I want this to be something you’ll never forget. We’re gonna take our time and make a memory that lasts a lifetime.”

  “A lifetime won’t be long enough,” Orla replied softly with her heart shining in her eyes. From the center of his bed, she watched as Jethro’s shirt fell open, revealing his rippled chest and abdomen. Licking her lips as he reached for his belt buckle next, she sighed dreamily as his clothes fell away, one piece after the other.

  Finally looking at where he stood just beside the huge bed as naked as the day he was born, Orla shifted on the feather mattress and silently congratulated herself. She couldn’t believe her good fortune for managing to land this remarkable man. With ropes of sinewy muscles attached to his entire body, Jethro McKinnon was toned, tanned perfection without a single extra ounce of fat to be found on his lean, rangy frame. Ruggedly handsome with eyes that regularly pierced her heart and a soft beard that could do the most delicious things to her body, he had the kind of face that girls swooned over and women fought about, but swoon and bicker was all any of those woman would ever get to do from this moment forward because Jethro now belonged to her, and she would never share this man with anyone.

  “You’re right, Orla,” she heard him say softly as he sank his knee into the bed and leaned over her prone body, bracing his arms on either side of her head while he looked down at her. “A lifetime won’t be long enough for either of us to enjoy everything we’ve found together, but we’ll take every moment we get and spend each day we have living and loving with everything we’ve got inside us. You and I are gonna create a life we’ll be proud to spend together. But most of all, I’m gonna show you tonight how good the private side of that life is gonna be between us. My word is my bond, Tidbit, and you best believe I’ll uphold every word,” he declared before dipping his head to seize her lips in the deepest, most profound kiss she’d ever have. She realized without being told that his kiss was a vow… one he’d die before breaking.

  “Mmmmm,” she hummed as she felt him settle over her, the wiry hair dusting his legs and chest tickling her porcelain skin. His lips muffled her giggle, but she felt his lips smile against hers even as his tongue danced with hers.

  Supporting his weight on one elbow, Jethro’s free hand wandered down her nubile body, pausing to palm her breast and tweak her nipple before continuing his journey south. When his hand reached her mound, he sank two fingers into her slick tunnel, thrusting gently as she gasped into his mouth and buried her nails in his shoulders. “Jethro,” she whimpered, her hips already lifting to try and coax those magical digits into moving. “God that feels good,” she confided huskily, arching her pelvis to meet his plunging fingers. “Don’t stop,” she begged as she grew wetter and the intense stroke of his fingers quickened while his thumb found the throbbing swollen bud at the apex of her womanhood.

  “Fuck, baby, you’re pussy is already soaked for me and we’ve barely started,” he growled deeply, lowering his head to tug one erect nipple gently with his teeth.

  “Yes!” she whimpered, writhing beneath him as the subtle hint of pain heightened her pleasure. “Do that again! Right there, Jethro!” she gasped as his strong white teeth switched to the opposite breast and he gently bit into her flesh again as her nails scored his shoulders and her back arched off the bed.

  “You like that, don’t you, Tidbit? You like a little dash of pain with your pleasure. Don’t worry, darlin’, I know how to give you everything you want and it’s a fuckin’ beautiful thing to watch,” he praised, slowly licking a wet circle around one hard nipple before blowing gently on it.

  Orla keened at the incredible sensation that Jethro sent coursing through her body. “Oh, God,” she cried, curling one leg around his as his fingers twisted inside her, massaging some hidden patch of nerves nestled deep inside her body that made her eyes roll back in her head, the heady bliss almost rendering her insensible. “Oh, my stars! Jethro!” she panted, lifting her head to blindly receive his deep kiss even as he kept her body on edge, thrusting and twisting his fingers in a way that made her body sing. “I can’t take it, Jethro. Please! I need… something!”

  “I’ve got everything you need right here, Orla, baby, and I’m gonna love fillin’ your sweet heat with every single inch,” he rasped deeply, turning his head to press a damp kiss to the thumping pulse in her neck as he slowly pulled his fingers from her clinging passage, pulling a whimper of distress from her parted lips. “Shhhh, Tidbit, I’ve got something you’re gonna like a lot better to push inside this sweet little hole,” he promised, circling her clit one last time before he palmed his dick.

  Holding his pulsing staff in his hand, he carefully moved over her, fitting himself against her slit and slowly sliding his aching cock through her slick, saturated folds. Rubbing his rigid length through the sticky sweet juices, he made sure to rub the head of his dick over her clit every time his hips surged through her split folds, enjoying the breathy moan she made every time he tapped against her special spot.

  Orla’s fingers buried in his hair as he kissed her. Squirming as he continued to run his staff over her cleft, thoroughly soaking his cock in her essence, she wondered if she should be embarrassed by this unholy longing she had to be filled and claimed, but soon decided that her consuming need for him simply wouldn’t allow her to care about much else. Every roll of his hips and touch of his lips drove her crazier, adding to her frenzy, and her body rioted for satisfaction. Releasing another low sound of need in the back of her throat, she smiled when he rubbed his lips over her warm cheek. “Please, Jethro. Put both of us out of our misery! Just take me,” she begged, lifting her ass from the bed and bumping her core against his swollen manhood.

  “Easy, Tidbit,” he warned hoarsely. “We’ll get there, but first, I need to get my cock nice and wet for you, darlin’. T
he wetter that sweet little puss is and the slicker it can make my cock, then the easier I’ll be able to slide into that tight, untried body of yours and give us both the release that we crave,” he explained, groaning when she nodded against the pillow and wrapped her slender legs around his waist without prompting, opening herself up to him. Growling low in his throat as those amazing legs of hers tightened around him, her body pulling his cock toward her core, Jethro groaned as he dropped a hand to still her churning hips. “You’re killin’ me, darlin’. I want nothing more than to open you up and use my dick to pound that tasty pussy into the mattress, but we gotta go slow and easy this first time. I gotta go slow and careful so I don’t hurt my woman.”

  “Slow and careful are for pansies and putzes, Jethro! Just put it in me,” Orla pled, desperate for him as her tiny hand slithered between them to grasp his hot flesh and aim it at her entrance. Digging her heels into his firm ass, she lifted her hips and forced him inside her, gasping as a burning, tearing sensation exploded inside her core.

  “Orla, sugar, wait!” Jethro urged, his voice strained and cracking. “Oh, Christ, ahhhhh,” he moaned deeply as her snug channel gave way, enveloping his cock in the warm, wet heat of her pussy, sucking him into her vortex until he bottomed out against her cervix. “Aw, fuck!” he rumbled hoarsely as her walls pulsed around him. “You’re so fucking tight!” he gasped as her body held him in its silken grip.

  “Oh! Ouch, ouch, ouch!” she hissed, less than pleased by the sensations currently battering her body. Slapping the bulging muscles of his arm with one hand while she shoved against his broad shoulder with the other, she was more than ready to call a halt to this particular activity. “Get off! Get off me, you big oaf!” she panted, squirming underneath him as his manhood flexed and throbbed inside her, extending her pain. God, his dick felt like a huge, pulsing intruder throbbing inside her; one that was obviously intent on rending her petite body in two. “I don’t like this at all!” she complained tightly, pressing her head back into the pillow as Jethro’s face rested against the side of her neck. “This isn’t anything like what you said would happen!”

  “Shit, Orla! You didn’t listen to me. Again! I told you to wait... to let me prime you for what was to come, but you decided you were done waiting, and your sweet little body wasn’t quite ready enough for me yet, baby,” Jethro groaned, laying heavily over her to still her movements.

  “Well, you were dilly-dallyin’,” she retorted testily. “Besides, with that thing you’re packin’ between your legs, a circus freak wouldn’t be ready for you, Jethro McKinnon,” Orla moaned, biting her lip as his manhood seemed to swell within her, stroking against something inside her that wasn’t unpleasurable at all. Of course, she didn’t trust the feeling; she was sure if he moved too much, he’d finish the job and tear her in two completely.

  Resting his damp forehead against the curve of her shoulder, Jethro couldn’t help it. He chuckled. “Tidbit, there’s not a patient bone in that beautiful body of yours, is there, girl?” he bit out through clenched teeth as sweat dripped down his face. “Just be still and the pain will fade quick, darlin’.”

  “Oh, horse hockey! What you did hurt! You hear me? It hurt! You came inside me like some kind of conquering army and now it feels like you set a forest fire in my secret garden and your big ole hose done went and ran out of water altogether!” She accused, biting her lip as the intense pain slowly began to ebb and that odd sensation deep within her began to strengthen.

  “Orla, you hurt yourself by not listening to somebody that knew better. I told you we needed to go slow, but you got impatient,” Jethro corrected as he did his best to hold still inside her, his handsome face grimacing with pleasure when her core clamped and clenched around his length, her body trying to expel his dick from its depths.

  “Are you fussin’ at me? Now? When you’ve still got yourself buried inside me?” Orla huffed shifting her hips slightly and gasping when a flicker of pleasure coursed through her at the tiny movement. Shifting her legs around his hips, Orla gasped as he sank a bit deeper inside her. “I want that good time you promised me, Jethro. I want the pleasure from last night,” she whined as her wide, naïve eyes met his. “The pain is fading just like you said it would,” she confided in a whisper. “And things down… there…. feel like they’re starting to happen again.”

  Lifting his head, Jethro grinned devilishly. “Is that so, Tidbit?” he asked, sliding his hand down her chest to hover above the slick bundle of nerves that he knew would drive her crazy if he touched. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll continue our lesson on the condition that from this moment forward, you listen and obey everything I say,” he offered smoothly, running the pad of his thumb over that swollen nub as he gently thrust inside her with his dick.

  Orla’s eyelids fluttered as the fiery lick of bliss ran up her spine at his touch. “Oh!” she breathed, her body trembling as her stiff nipples dragged against his chest and her hips lifted to meet his. “Jethro…mmmmm,” she hummed, craning her neck against the pillow as her hands clutched his shoulders. “Please, make the ache stop?” she pleaded, opening her innocent eyes to meet his.

  Jethro nodded. “As soon as you agree to let me lead in this bed. You’re untried, baby. You need to trust me to know what’s best for us and to give you what you need. I swear, Orla, I’ll always make sure you’re satisfied, but you’ve got to trust me to know what’s best for now.”

  “I do trust you. With my life. With my heart. But especially with my body,” she quickly agreed, her voice almost a whine. “I just need you so badly right now,” she shared huskily, lifting her head to brush her lips against his. “Don’t you need me the way I need you?”

  Jethro swallowed, his blue eyed gaze both fierce and focused. “Always, Orla. Every day of my life.”

  Orla’s eyes closed again as Jethro began a slow, steady thrust of his hips while he circled her clit with his thumb. “That feels…oh, sweet God, it actually feels amazin’!”

  “You feel amazing,” Jethro amended, gritting his teeth as her body bloomed underneath him, opening itself up to his gentle invasion and embracing his occupation. “You’re so snug, baby. The way your pussy is grippin’ me in that satiny vice, I don’t think I’m ever gonna wanna leave you. Maybe I’ll just live here in this sweet body,” he breathed, his pelvis thrusting and retreating with firm, heavy strokes as Orla’s breathing quickened and her womanhood bathed his cock in her juices. “Would you like that, Tidbit? You want me to just stay in this tight cunt forever?” he asked as his balls slapped against her ass with every lunge of his hips.

  His raw, naughty questions only ratcheted her desire for him higher and she felt her womanhood flutter around his thick length inside her. “Y-you shouldn’t ask me questions like that,” she gasped between deep thrusts of his staff. “It’s d-dirty,” she panted, moaning as his head bent and he tongued the hard tips of her nipples.

  “You love me when I’m dirty, Tidbit,’ Jethro returned with a wicked grin. “Don’t you?” he growled, thrusting harder as he reached underneath her to firmly cup her buttock, lifting her into his deep thrusts.

  “Y-yes,” she exhaled truthfully, lifting her head from the pillow to look down at where his body possessed hers.

  “Yeah, baby. Watch how my body owns yours. You like watching me fuck this pretty little pussy?” he asked as he draped her legs over the inside of his elbows, allowing him to slide even deeper into the depths of her body.

  Moaning as his angle of penetration changed, Orla’s head fell back on her shoulders as her body surged to meet his, needing him. “Yes, Jethro! Go harder!” she implored urgently, purposefully tightening her core around his throbbing dick. “Fuck me harder,” she begged frantically.

  “Fuck, yes,” he snarled as he hammered into her, pinning her body to the mattress as their bodies met in a frenzy, each stroke deeper and rougher than the last. “Like that, baby? Is that what you need?” he growled, pinching her clit between his thumb and forefinger as
he drove inside her.

  Orla’s limbs contracted around Jethro as her release drew nearer. “It’s so good,” she muttered into his mouth as he surged in and out of her slick passage.

  “Better’n good, Tidbit,” Jethro gasped, his breath see-sawing in and out of his lungs as his big body worked feverishly in and out of hers. “This is bliss, Orla. Pure fucking bliss. But I’m about to walk straight into heaven and I need you with me when I go, darling,” he grunted, pumping his hips harder as the smooth walls of her passage pulsated around his dick, warning him that she, too, was close to cumming in his arms. “You want that, Orla? You wanna go over into Heaven with me?” he growled against her ear.

  “Yes! Lord, yes, Jethro,” she wailed as her heart raced in her chest and her body drew even closer to the most perfect release. She felt like she’d fly apart into a million fragmented pieces any second now, and she wasn’t sure she ever wanted to be put back together again.

  “Then tighten that unbelievably sweet pussy around my dick, baby, and lose control for me,” his passion-roughened voice demanded gruffly with a twist of his hips.

  Suddenly, Orla was flying, soaring so high that she wasn’t sure she’d ever land again as shards of biting pleasure cascaded over her, quelling the ferocious hunger inside her and leaving a bone deep satisfaction in its place. “Oh, God, Jethro,” she breathed as she felt his big body began to tremble above hers as he jerked inside her and released a long, low groan of gratification.

  “Orla!” she heard him call out to her desperately. “So fucking perfect!” he grunted, his damp lips pressed to her jaw as his hips jerked while wild spasms wracked his body and long blasts of his release fed the mouth of her womb, sending another sharp spike of pleasure though her. Lifting her head, she pressed her lips to his as he continued to quake against her, filling her with his cum as her mouth fed his.