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"You're not?" She cocked an eyebrow at him. "What else did you have in mind, husband?"

Mary was certainly game for another round. Wasn't that what their wedding night was for? Exploring each other and seeing how many different ways that they could bring each other pleasure?

"Hmm, I've got some thoughts..." he leaned in with a lazy smile, planting a few soft kisses down her neck. "Just give me a little while."

Not that he couldn't get started right away, but for a short moment, he wanted to enjoy just being close to her. They had all night, after all, and the next morning too. Jim fully intended to make the best of it, and he was in absolutely no rush to share her with anyone else the following day, so.

"Care to share them?" She grinned at him and then hesitated for a moment. "Jim... I know that I can be very flirtatious, but I warn you that I am not as experienced as you. It may be that you will need to be gentle with me and teach me how to do the things that please you."

Above all, Mary wanted to make him happy. She wanted to be able to enjoy sex with her husband and she wanted to learn how to make both of them feel good.

He mirrored her grin with one of his own, then settled into a soft smile at her words. Reaching out, he took both of her hands, cupping them as he drew them close to his chest.

"I know, Mary. But I'm not expecting anything from you, not this time around. I'm... more interested in what I can do to make you feel good, instead." Everything else could wait; he could wait. He knew he could easily find his own pleasure even if she took a while to be at ease or learn what things she could do to make him feel good. But they'd work on those together, with time.

She nodded and laid against his chest, her fingers moving absently through his hair. "You may have to teach me that as well," she admitted. Mary was partially ahead of the game already because she knew the spot to touch where women got their pleasure. She imagined that many women, and probably most men, did not know about it. "But I want to learn."

"Luckily I'm a very good teacher," he teased lightly, kissing along her jaw, then down her neck. "And all it takes to excel is eagerness and motivation. Things I'm sure you've got in spades." Jim would make sure she was at ease, too. Though he expected some nervousness on her end at first, he didn't think it'd last for long, not once they got more used to each other on a more intimate level too.

She did have those things, especially when it came to him. Mary wanted them to have a fulfilling love life. Her husband seemed like a passionate man, something she had been able to tell just by kissing him.

"How did you...?" Mary bit her lip. "How did you know... the place on me to touch? From... your other experiences?"

Not that she wanted to talk about him being with other women, but it made her curious about how he knew so much.

He stared at her for a quiet moment, finally answering the question with a nod. He'd never kept from her that he'd had previous experiences, though he'd never talked about them in any manner of detail. But he wouldn't lie to her if she was asking him about that. "When you pay attention, when you really want your partner to feel good... you pick up on those things. You learn what makes the other person feel good."

Besides, some people did call him a genius. Guess he was a genius in a myriad of different ways, which suited him just fine.

Mary nodded. It made sense, of course.

"It did feel good. It felt..." She grinned. "It is hard to put it into words. I think part of it had to do with the fact that it was you. Another man would not have made me feel as good." Mary kissed his neck. "I hope you were not planning on getting any sleep tonight, husband."

"Good. No other man will get to now, either." He shifted around on the bed so he could wrap his arms around her, pulling her close and pressing her body flush to his. "The whole night? That's quite the goal you've got there. I know I can keep up, but can you?"

She was his, and Mary liked that. He never acted possessive of her, which she appreciated, because she knew such a thing could be taken too far. Still, it was nice when he made it clear that she was his. It made her feel special.

Mary raised an eyebrow at his question. "Is that a challenge?"

"Mm, maybe it is," he purred, nipping lightly at her jaw, kissing and nibbling his way down her neck. One of his hands slid up and down her back, playfully groping her ass.

"I know how you always enjoy a good challenge."

"I do," she agreed. "And I'm sure I could keep up."

Mary squealed softly when he grabbed her rear. How wonderful it was that they could finally touch each other intimately. She had waited so long for this that sleep didn't even enter into the equation. She just wanted to be with him.

Her fingers moved through his hair as she waited to see what he did next. Jim did make her feel comfortable, but she was still reluctant to make a first move.

Her squeal got a laugh out of him, and he grinned as he nipped his way down her neck, lips latching onto her clavicle, though not quite hard enough to leave a mark. He could leave plenty of marks where no one could see, though, just not there.

Eventually he rolled her onto her back again, hands sinking to the mattress as he propped his weight up, hovering above her. He watched her quietly for a moment, his gaze intent, then he started planting a path of kisses down her front, pampering her breasts and stomach, tracing along the edge of her ribs.

His nibbling produced a gasp from her and she immediately ran her fingers through his hair and down his back. Her eyes met his as he gazed down at her. She blushed slightly, not used to such an intense gaze, even though she enjoyed it coming from her husband.

Mary's pulse quickened as Jim moved down her body. She loved how he worshipped her breasts, every kiss reverent and loving.

His lips trailed lower on her stomach, slowing down as his tongue darted out to dip into her bellybutton, flicking across the skin almost playfully. He nuzzled her stomach before moving lower again, planting slow, open-mouthed kisses along her navel, mouthing her hipbone.

"Mary," he hummed, eyes flickering up to look at her, and to see if she was watching him. "Spread your legs for me."

Her eyes were glued to him, mesmerized as he kissed down her body. It felt good, that slow worship of her. Mary did as he asked, her knees parting so that he could move between them. The idea of his head between her legs, his lips on her most intimate area, sent a spasm of pleasure and anticipation through her.

He smiled at knowing she was watching, eyelids lowering again as he resumed his trail down her body, teeth nipping lightly at her hipbone before his tongue darted out and licked along the line where leg met navel. Kissing along her inner thigh, he could feel her hairs tickling softly at his jaw, though he didn't move his mouth any closer just yet. "You smell good."

Mary felt a heaviness in her chest and realized that she had stopped breathing. She was so rapt with what he was doing to her and what he was about to do.

"Do you mean... down there?"

Her cheeks flushed red. She hadn't realized there was a scent, or that it was good.

"Yes," he murmured with a hint of amusement but for the most part warm affection. His lips curled into a smile against the skin of her inner thigh, sucking lightly at the flesh before letting go again. "I'm sure you'll taste wonderful too."

He tipped his head then, tongue darting out and licking along her slit just once, slow and thorough, humming softly against her.

She found herself trembling again under his mouth. "Oh!" His tongue barely teased her and it sent a small wave of pleasure through her. So that was what he was planning. It seemed a bit naughty to her, but also incredibly arousing. Mary squirmed, anticipating more of his tongue on her, especially on the little bundle of nerves that she knew gave her the most pleasure.

Pleased and encouraged by her reaction, he smiled softly, closing his eyes and lapping at the warm flesh, tongue pressed more fully to her. Though he knew just where to tease her to get the strongest reaction, he also knew she'd be sensitive just about anywhere, and he fully intended to taste her completely and make the most of this moment before bringing her to climax again.

She was sensitive. Her body trembled under his tongue, even with the gentlest of strokes. Mary bit her lip, watching what he was doing and being quite patient, even if she was squirming a bit. Jim would take his time, and she knew that he would make her feel incredible. She could feel her blood racing down between her legs, her private area pulsing with anticipation.

He wasn't really planning on making her wait for long. Tasting her in slow, thorough laps, his tongue finally drew up to the sensitive knot of nerves at the top of her slit, humming softly against her as the tip of his tongue flicked over the same spot, the touch gentle but insistent. One of his hands slipped between her legs in the meantime, a single finger brushing along her folds and prodding at her opening teasingly.

Mary couldn't help but cry out a little bit when his tongue flicked over her clit. It sent a shockwave of pleasure through her body. Somehow, she had never realized that sex could be this good. Perhaps her first experience had made her shy away, even though she had always desired Jim. She simply never realized that the pleasure would be this great. His mouth and fingers were exploring a place that no man ever had before, a place that she probably would have been mortified to have a man so close to. With Jim though, she felt so comfortable, so free to let him do whatever he wished with no fear that he would hurt her in any way.

She moaned softly and ran her fingers through his hair and then down his cheek. His eyes met hers and she actually blushed a bit. Something about staring into his eyes while he did that was incredibly erotic.

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