Mail Order Melody by Kirsten Osbourne Page A

found his and pressed hard, her tongue venturing out to trace his lips.
    Calvin slowly moved his finger in and out of her tight core, wanting nothing more than to end this torture. He needed her. Would she understand that? He broke the kiss, staring into her eyes as he added another finger to the first, still moving them both inside her. "I need you," he whispered.
    She nodded slightly, her hand moving down his body and gripping his manhood in her hand. "I need you, too." As soon as the words were out, she wanted to take them back, but she knew she couldn't. He needed to know that she was as aroused by their touching as he was.
    He removed his fingers from her body, surprised by how wet they were from her moisture. Moving backward he pressed his back against the headboard of the bed and pulled her astride him, one of her thighs on either side of his. He carefully guided her down until the tip of his member was pressing inside her, just a bit.
    Eliza stared at him with wide eyes. She hadn't expected him to pull her down over him, and she wasn't certain exactly what he wanted her to do. "I don't know how," she told him, wanting more of him inside her, filling the ache that spread through her entire body.
    The sweat stood out on his brow from the effort it was taking to control his lust. "I'll help you," he murmured. "Press down and take me inside you." He wanted her to have control over the pain of her first time, and he wasn't going to force his way into her.
    She put her hands on his shoulders to help leverage herself, and slowly let herself sink down onto him, the pain brief but sharp. Once he was fully embedded inside her, she leaned forward and kissed him. "I feel so full. It's strange," she whispered, wondering if she was supposed to talk about it, but not knowing the protocol for having relations with her husband for the first time.
    He gripped her bottom tightly, wanting her to take her time to get used to him inside her, but not too long. He wanted to tell her to relax and scream at her to move at the same time. She felt so good around him, but it was an exquisite torture. "You're so tight."
    Her eyes widened. Was she hurting him? She hadn't considered it could be painful for him as well. "I'll get off. I don't want to hurt you." She started to move her hips and pulled mostly away from him, letting out a gasp of pleasure as he slid most of the way from her body.
    He pulled her back down onto him, shaking his head. "No, it feels good. It feels...God, I can't describe it. So good."
    She looked into his eyes, and realized that what she was seeing wasn't pain but lust. She liked that she could bring him to that state. Leaning forward, she pressed her face into his neck, nipping at it gently. "I like how it feels when you're moving inside me," she whispered, embarrassed at the confession. "Do I have to stay still?"
    He groaned at her words, wishing she wasn't quite so innocent, but thrilled at the same time that he was her first. "No, we need to move that way for me to spill my seed inside you."
    Her eyes widened with surprise. "I didn't know."
    He smiled, stroking her cheek. "Now you do." He moved his hand back to her hip and slowly guided her up and down, showing her the movements she needed to make to help them both find completion.
    Eliza was surprised by just how good it felt to having him moving in and out of her. Her breathing was labored, and she could feel something tightening in her stomach. She needed something from him, but she didn't know what. She moved faster atop him, wanting to reach whatever elusive feeling was just out of her grasp.
    Calvin held tight to her, letting her have her way. He kept a tight rein on his passion, not wanting to finish before she found completion. Watching her, he held her tightly as she threw her head back and panted, calling his name.
    He gripped her hips and forced her to move a few more times until he finished, his seed spilling from his body inside her. He pulled her closer to