Hannah POV
So many emotions were running through my body. I felt like I was on fire. I had a heat building in my woman’s area. Oh Hannah! Don’t be a prude. Jamie just called it a p*ssy, you can too! I scolded myself. Right, so the fire was building in my p*ssy and no matter how I moved, I couldn’t find release. I was shocked at first when Jamie had begun kissing me there, but now, all I could think to say was, “More, please Jamie, more!”
I felt him grin at me and then I felt him slide a finger into my hole. “Mmmm, yeeesss!” I groaned. That felt so good. Jamie kept licking and sucking me, alternating between my p*ssy lips and my nub. His finger was moving in and out of me, then he rubbed a spot on the top side of my hole and it was my undoing. My back arched off the quilt and I realized I was grinding against his mouth as wave after wave of pleasure surged through me. Jamie kept kissing and sucking me and stroking his finger in a
Jamie POVBeing with Hannah was amazing. It was amazing how well we fit together. When I held her in my arms, she fit so perfectly that she could lean her head on my shoulder. She could nuzzle into my neck and I loved it. The morning after she agreed to marry me, I had walked into my childhood bedroom and she was putting her hair up using the dressing table that was in the room. She looked so beautiful that my c*ck was instantly hard. The sight of her lifting her hair off her delicate neck was too much for me and I couldn’t hold back. I f*cked her from behind while she leaned on the dressing table. She was watching me in the mirror as I watched her and the feelings that rose up in me were so intense that I was more forceful than I had intended on being.After I showed her the loose board from the bottom of my old armoire, I apologized to her for being so rough with her. She smiled and blushed, then said that she didn’t mind. She
Hannah POV When Jamie’s aunt and cousins arrived, it was a joyous time. Aunt Esther began teasing Jamie about not eating enough and that he was too skinny. She winked at me and I tried not to giggle too loudly as she teased him. I covered my mouth trying to hide my smile as I said, “Well, if he’s too skinny, it’s not my fault, I don’t cook. That’s what we have Cookie for.” Aunt Esther laughed and then she moved on to her sons. You can feel the love in this family. It was something that I had missed. I was glad to be a part of it. After supper, Uncle Samuel took his wife and the girls back to town. They would all stay in the hotel while they were in town. I watched out of the corner of my eye as Elijah said good night to Mary. I could tell that he was having trouble saying good night to her. I leaned into Jamie and asked if he thought I should talk with Elijah. Jamie shook his head, “Nah, he understands that if he takes her virtue while she is under Aunt Esther’s care, it would refl
Jamie POV When Hannah and I returned from our ride, she was ecstatic to find her friends sitting in our parlor. I grinned as they all ran to each other. I turned to the kitchen, leaving the ladies to talk, and found Cookie pulling a tray of cookies out of the oven. “Hey, Cookie. Those smell delicious! When did Hannah’s friends show up?” I asked as I walked closer to the table where he had set the tray of cookies. “About an hour ago. Those four just kept yammerin’. I wanted to escape but there was no where to go,” he whispered back. “Bo stopped by and then left me to fend for myself. Glad you showed up when you did.” I reached out and patted him on the back, “Sorry, friend. We didn’t know they were coming.” He nodded in reply and I heard Hannah call out to me, “Jamie, come say hello.” I raised my eyebrows at Cookie and he smirked, as if to say, “ni
James POVThe next day, Abigail, Emily, Charlotte, and Mary Jane arrived around mid-morning. Aunt Esther, Mary and the twins showed up only an hour later. Introductions were made once again, and all of us men disappeared, claiming we had work to do. Everyone came back together for an early supper, Aunt Esther insisted and I couldn’t figure out why. It wasn’t until after supper, when we were all sitting around the table, and I had Hannah in my lap, that I was clued in to the reason for an earlier meal.“Hannah, go grab what you need for tomorrow. You will be coming back to town with us tonight,” Aunt Esther’s voice was firm.“Excuse me,” I declared. “Why?”“It’s tradition for the groom to not see the bride at any time after midnight on her wedding day. And, Hannah deserves to experience all of the traditions,” Aunt Esther smirked
Hannah POV“So…. give us details,” Mary Jane squealed as we pulled away from the ranch.“About what?” I feigned innocence.“Girl! Please, you have the ‘I just got f*cked’ look on your face. And your neck is bright red! Don’t play coy,” Mary Jane pushed for answers.I had scooted back from the edge once the wagon started moving. Deciding to ignore Mary Jane, I looked around at the land that was ours. It was peaceful here. I sat quietly dreaming about our future, until Mary Jane slapped me on the arm.“Hannah, focus! I know he’s a fine specimen of a man, and you want to day dream about him, but I want to know what happened,” Mary Jane whined. I think if she could have stomped her feet, she would have.“Mary Jane,” Aunt Esther broke in, her tone gently scolding, “The
Hannah POVOnce I was free of my stockings and boots, Jamie pulled me into a sitting position with my feet hanging off the bed. I could just barely touch the floor with my toes.“Sit right there, I‘ll be right back. I forgot to do something,” and he turned and rushed out of the room. I heard pots clanging in the kitchen and I wondered what he was up to. After several minutes, he returned to the room empty handed and I gave him a questioning look.“Later,” was all he said as he knelt before me and placed his hands on my thighs. He spread my thighs wide and leaned his head close to my core. I could feel his hot breath and I quivered in anticipation of his mouth on me. I moved my hands to his hair and gently pulled him closer. Jamie flicked his tongue out and began to stroke my nub. He slid one hand up my thigh and slid it into my wet hole. Around and around went his tongue, while his finger st
Spring 1874Hannah POVI was sitting on the wrap-around porch, lost in my memories of our life together. Time seemed to go so quickly and the love and passion that Jamie and I shared had only grown over the years. The house was quiet for a change and I was enjoying the silence, as I gently stroked my stomach. I hadn’t told Jamie yet, probably today though. I smiled to myself.Jamie and I were surprised to learn, a few months after our wedding, that none of the banks could tell for sure exactly how much money had been stolen during Beecham’s theft scheme. With no definitive proof that the money sitting in the bank account came from the alleged bank robberies, the authorities released the money to Jamie and I. We were shocked. Neither of us really wanted it, however, we decided to use it for good causes. We sent a tidy sum to the St. Louis Boarding House, knowing that it would help ease the financial burden on
March 1864 Abigail POV I was exhausted. It was late and I needed to find shelter for the night. I continued to walk down the ever-darkening streets of St. Louis. It has to be here somewhere, I thought to myself. The nice man at the livery had shared with me about an orphanage and boarding house that took in young ladies who found themselves in desperate situations. I continued along the street for several more minutes and sighed in relief when I finally saw the house I had been searching for. “St. Louis Boarding House & Orphanage for Lost Souls” read the sign at the front gate. Well, in some ways, I am an orphan. And I’m definitely a lost soul, of sorts, I mused to myself as I reached out and opened the gate. I walked through the gate and latched it behind me. Then I made my way to the front door and knocked. I could hear movement from within and I straightened my shoulders and stood as tall as I could. It was difficult with my small frame; I was barely five feet four inches. As I