“If I say you’re beautiful, then you’re beautiful,” he said jokingly.
Flora, who had her eyes still closed, just grinned. Ham picked her up and carried her over to the bed, he pulled down the covers and laid her on top of the sheets. “No peeking,” he said as he leaned down and kissed her again. He quickly stripped off his clothes and laid down next to her.
“Are you doing alright?” Ham asked her as he leaned over her.
“Aye,” she answered nervously.
Ham began kissing her again as he stroked his hand up and down her torso, from her neck, down the valley between her breasts to her belly button, where he would stop and bring his hand back up along the same route. He continued this until once again; he felt Flora relax as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his head down to deepen the kisses they shared.
Flora wasn’t sure what was happening, but she knew she didn’t want it to stop. Ham McCabe was making her body feel things it had never felt before. As his hand again stroked down between her breasts, she arched her back, wanting him to take one into his hand. Thankfully he understood and wrapped his large hand around her ample breast. He squeezed it, softly at first then a bit harder, at the same time moving his thumb back and forth across the rosy pink nipple that hardened more with each caress.
Ham broke the kiss telling her, “don’t open your eyes.” She didn’t plan to. She was afraid if she did, it would break the spell she felt she was under.
She was glad for Ham’s weight on top of her when she felt him take that same nipple into his mouth, making her jump and gasp. He suckled it softly, the way she would imagine a babe would at first, then as a moan again escaped from her he began sucking harder, letting his tongue roll back and forth and around the nipple as he did so. She grabbed hold of his head, taking a handful of hair in each hand, needing something to hold onto. Finally, he broke the suction, making a popping noise as he moved over to the other breast and doing the same.
Ham knew he had her fully relaxed now. She was enjoying everything he was doing. While he sucked on the generous breasts he would have never guessed she had under those baggy tunics she always wore; he let his hand slowly stroke lower. Soon his hand rested on the hair that covered her cunny. He continued to play with her breasts as he worked one finger between her folds, playing with her clit and making it harden. He let his finger slip lower to collect some of the moisture he knew had to have collected there; he was pleasantly surprised to find her not just wet, but literally soaked in cunny juice.
Flora had been told the marriage bed could be a pleasant experience but never had she expected this. With every move Ham made, she wanted more but wasn’t sure what more was. As Ham pushed his finger in between her legs, touching that little nub that was located at the top of her cunny, she again arched her back pushing it more firmly against his finger. She felt his hand slide down lower and could feel it slide through the moisture she now knew had collected there.
Ham brought his now wet fingers back up to her clit, rubbing around and around it, making it harden more with each pass. He ran his fingers back down to her opening; this time working one inside of her as he sucked harder on her breast. He began working his finger in and out of her, and it wasn’t long until she was thrusting her hips up to meet him every time. He pulled the one finger out and replaced it with two, plunging in harder and harder. As he primed her cunny, he wet his thumb in the cunny juice and put it on her clit, rubbing back and forth. Finally, he felt her nub begin to convulse as her cunny gripped his fingers, making it almost difficult to keep pushing them into her.
Flora wasn’t sure what had just happened, she assumed she had just cum, something she had heard the woman she helped birth talk about many times. One minute she had been wanting Ham to push down harder on that special spot between her legs and the next she had seen white and felt the most incredible feelings as her whole body convulsed.
Ham stroked in and out more gently as she calmed. Once she seemed back to normal, he pulled his fingers out and climbed on top of her, holding his body up on his broad arms. He gently pushed her legs apart, making room for him to fit between them. He placed his rock hard cock against her opening and began to press inside. She was so tight; he’d barely gotten more than an inch inside her before seeing her wince and pulling back out.
“Just relax,” he told her beginning to kiss her again, hoping to relax her once more. He softly started stroking her body, it wasn’t long until she became lost in the kissing and he felt her body relax. He again placed his cock at her opening, pushing just the tip inside her, again he felt her tense up. Ham pulled back out; he knew that the first time for a virgin could be painful, and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her. He really wanted her to enjoy the marriage bed, as far as he was concerned they’d be doing this quite often.
Flora kept her eyes shut as she came back down from the incredible feeling that had overtaken her. She felt Ham crawl over her, pushing her legs apart and settling himself between them. She was glad when he started kissing her again. She really liked that part, she put one hand on his arm and another on his shoulder, giving her something to hold onto. She was enjoying herself until she felt his cock at her opening. She felt herself tense up as he began to push in, although she hadn’t seen it, he felt huge. He pulled back once again until she relaxed and tried again. This time when she felt him push a small way inside, it didn’t exactly hurt but felt more like a pinch making her tense up again.
“You need to just relax,” Ham said to her.
“Just do it, Ham,” she said. “I know it’s going to hurt.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he told her. “I want you to enjoy it.”
“I’m trying,” she said to him, opening her eyes for the first time and looking up at him. “I’m just scared, and I wish you’d just get it over with.”
“Close your eyes again,” he said gently. “Just enjoy the feelings and don’t think about what’s going to happen.”
Ham again bent his head down, taking a breast in his mouth and suckling, Flora had seemed to enjoy that. He pulled his head back letting her nipple pop, as he let go. He came back up kissing her but taking the same breast in his hand, plucking the nipple till it was very hard. He again lined his cock up at her opening as he rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb. He thrust his tongue into Flora’s mouth while at the same time pinching her nipple hard enough to sting. Flora gasped underneath him and thrust her chest up at him. Ham didn’t hesitate and pushed his hips forward with one thrust, sliding through her opening and tearing through her membrane all at once.
“Ouch,” Flora said, wiggling her hips around.
“Don’t move,” Ham said. “I don’t want to hurt you anymore.”
“That wasn’t so bad,” she said. She felt full, but it had only hurt for a minute, and the sting was already fading away.
“Tell me what you think of this,” he said, pulling his hips back until his cock was almost out and pushing back in until he was fully seated in her again.
“It feels funny,” she said.
“You feel fantastic,” he whispered to her. “You’re so tight around my cock.” He pulled back and pushed back in slowly three times before asking her. “How does it feel now?”
“It’s starting to feel good,” Flora said. “Do it some more.”
Ham smiled down at her even though her eyes were still closed so she couldn’t see it. He wanted to pound into her but knew he had to be somewhat gentle since it was her first time. He again started rocking his hips, pulling out and pushing back into her tight cunny. Flora began to groan underneath him and raise her hips with each thrust. Ham couldn’t help himself; he began to move faster, sliding his arms under her back and then up to her shoulders so he could hang on. He gripped hold of her and began thrusting into her just a little more forcefully. Flora wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his lips down to hers. Ham began thrusting his tongue into her mouth, copying the rhythm of his cock thrusting int
o her cunny.
Flora wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him as close as she could. She again felt her stomach tighten and that funny tingle down on her clit. As she lifted her hips, she found if she angled it just right her clit would rub against him, making her jump. Finally, with a roar Ham shoved into her one last time, grinding his pelvis against hers, sending her into another orgasm as the contact to her nub was made. It was the first time Ham had ever allowed himself to spend inside of a woman, how great it felt not to have to pull out at the last minute.
Ham slowed his pace down and slowly came to a stop. He rolled off Flora and laid on his side facing her. “Are you alright?” he asked her.
“I’m wonderful,” she said to him.
Ham got out of the bed and walked over to the water pitcher where he wet a cloth and brought it back to the bed. “Let’s clean you up a bit,” he said to her as he put the cloth between her legs and washed up the small amount of blood that was there.
“I thought it would hurt more,” she said to him.
“Not if you’re relaxed,” he told her.
“Thank you, Ham,” she said.
“For what?” he asked her.
“For caring about not hurting me,” she said. “It’s been a very long time since someone has cared.”
“That’s my job now, Flora,” he said. “We can make this a good marriage if we both try.”
“I’ll think about it,” she told him grinning. “I’m still deciding if I like you.”
“I’ll win you over,” he said. “You just let me know what you want and need, and I’ll try to provide it.”
“I’d like to do that again,” she said.
“That’s a request I can fulfill easily,” he said as he climbed back into the bed and pulled her into his arms.
Chapter 7 A Misunderstanding
“Why are you dressed like that?” Ham asked Flora the next morning as he woke. He was a little disappointed to see she was already awake and dressed.
“This is what I always wear,” she said to him.
“I know,” he said. “But you looked so beautiful last night. I was hoping to see you like that more often.”
“You don’t like me like this?” she asked, her cheeks flushing with anger.
“I didn’t say that,” he told her.
“You don’t have to, you arse,” she said to him. “I wish I’d never married you.” She didn’t even think about it as she picked up a candlestick on the table next to her and launched it at him. She would have hit him too if he hadn’t ducked at just the right time.
“You little hellcat,” he said, jumping out of bed. “You just earned yourself a good spanking.”
“Nay,” Flora yelled, turning to bolt out the door. She wasn’t fast enough as Ham’s arm snaked around her waist, pulling her back against his still naked body.
“If you don’t stop fighting me I’m going to add extras with my belt,” he warned her.
“Let me go,” she said, kicking her foot back trying to kick him in the shin.
“That’s ten extra,” he said calmly. “Now stop.”
“I won’t,” she said, flinging her head back and clipping him under the chin.
“That’s twenty,” he said, sitting down on the bed and flipping her over his knee. He had her trews down around her knees so fast she wasn’t even sure how he did it. “Let me know when you’re ready to listen to me.” He grabbed her hairbrush off the table next to the bed. He raised it up high before bringing it down firmly on her arse cheek. Splat.
“You’re a real bastard, and an arse,” Flora yelled up at him.
“I’m a bastard and an arse?” he said. “My Mither and Da would probably argue against the bastard part, but I’ll show you what I can do to an arse.” He began bringing the brush down, leaving perfect pink circles with each strike. Splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat.
“Stop, Ham,” Flora finally shrieked. “I’m sorry.”
“You’re going to be,” he said. Bringing the brush down again, this time working his way down both thighs. Splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat, splat.
“I’m ready to listen,” she said, tears dripping off her face onto the floor.
“Good,” Ham said, flipping her up to sit on his lap, making her wince. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back against him. “I wasn’t asking why you were dressing like that to be mean. I was just wondering. You looked beautiful yesterday, and you seemed to enjoy yourself. I’m just wondering why you were in your old clothes.”
“I don’t own anything else,” she told him truthfully. “The dress I wore yesterday belonged to Angela.”
“Would you like some dresses of your own?” he asked.
“I don’t have money for that,” she said.
“That’s not what I asked you,” he said to her. “You’re my wife; if you want or need something, I’m happy to provide it.”
“I can’t sew,” she told him. “That’s why I wear trews and tunics; I can buy them already made.”
Ham sighed and said, “you’re not answering my question. I’m going to ask one more time, and if you don’t answer, I’ll put you back over my knee until you do. Would you like some dresses of your own?”
Flora thought about how to answer the question. “I did enjoy wearing the dress last night. I’ve never really had the chance to be girly and wear one before. I wouldn’t mind having some to wear when I’m with you, but I prefer my other clothes when I’m doing my healing work.”
“Fair enough,” Ham said. “We could take a trip to Edinburgh just you and I; there are shops there where you can find dresses already made.”
“You’d take me there?” she asked.
“I’d love to take you there,” he said. “We can leave anytime you’re ready.”
“Not until after Nessa has her baby,” Flora told him. “I promised to be here to help.”
“We’ll leave right after then,” he said. “It can be a wedding trip.”
“I’d like that,” she said and smiled at him, going to get off his lap.
“Let’s take care of the extras and put this whole thing behind us,” Ham said.
“You’re not still planning on giving them to me are you?” Flora asked.
“If you earn them, expect me to give them,” Ham said, taking a strap out of the trunk at the end of the bed.
“I’m already sore, Ham,” Flora said, trying to talk her way out of it.
“Don’t make me add more,” he said to her. “Lean over the side of the bed now, hands up next to your head.”
Flora didn’t want more added on either, she turned and leaned forward, resting her chest on the bed and keeping her feet firmly planted on the ground.
Ham walked up behind her, putting a hand in the center of her back. “Next time you get upset with me, just talk to me,” he said. “There’s no need to scream and throw things at me.” With those words, he was done talking and began bringing the strap down. He laid the first stripe right above her knees and worked his way up. Swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack.
“I’m sorry,” Flora cried, tears again falling. She had thought about what he’d said. He was right, she did get angry and thought he was judging her even though he wasn’t.
“Let’s get this over with,” Ham said. “These last ten are going to your sit spots. I want you to remember every time you sit down the next couple days what you did to earn this spanking and how to avoid another one.” He quickly finished, he felt terrible for making Flora cry after the incredible night they’d just shared. Swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack, swish, thwack.
“It’s done,” Ham said, dropping the strap on the floor and sitting down on the bed next to Flora. He began rubbing over the redness on her bottom cheeks, try
ing to sooth the sting out a bit.
“That feels nice,” Flora said.
“I’d rather make you feel nice, then cause you pain,” Ham said, rubbing his hand down her thigh and over the welts he had placed there. As he brought his hand back up, Flora let out a small moan. Ham let his hand wander higher, letting it brush against the hair that covered her cunny. His cock sprang to life, until that moment Ham had forgotten that he was still completely naked.
He knelt down on the floor behind her and pulled her legs apart, he immediately thrust his tongue up into her hole, holding onto her hips so she couldn’t move.
“Ham, what are you doing?” she said, surprised.
“Making you feel better,” he said, then starting running his tongue from her clit to her opening, where he’d thrust it up inside her a few times before pulling it out and licking back down to her nub, which was already hardening. “You get wet so fast,” Ham said as he pushed two fingers up inside her.”
“Is that bad?” she asked him.
“Nay,” he said. “That’s good, very good.” He pulled his fingers out, and ran them up to her bottom hole, swirling the moisture over and around it.”
“Ham,” Flora squealed again.
“Don’t worry,” he said. “We’ll save this area for another time.” He then buried his face in her cunny again, making her moan, and squeal and jerk. Once he felt her begin to cum, he stood up quickly behind her and pushed his hard cock into her cunny. Flora pushed back against him instantly. He grabbed her by the hips and began working up a rhythm, going faster with each thrust.
“Harder, Ham,” Flora said. “That feels so good.”
Ham pulled her back onto him with every thrust of his hips; she felt so wet and tight around his cock he knew he wasn’t going to last long. He reached his hand underneath her and began to once again work her clit, rubbing over and around it.
Flora wasn’t sure what to do, part of her wanted to grind her pelvis down onto his hand while another part wanted to thrust herself back upon his cock even more. Her ass and thighs still ached from the punishment he had just given her, but for some reason the friction of his body on those spots made her want him even deeper inside her.
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