Home to Caroline by Adera Orfanelli Read Free Book Online

Caroline parted her legs. He nuzzled the soft flesh of her inner thighs, then worked toward the heart of her.
    She bent forward, fingers curling around his shoulders. He licked her soft folds, and she gasped. Tiny whimpers emerged from her mouth, and gently he helped lower her to the blanket. Travis remained between her spread legs, wanting to love his wife until the dark shadows left her face. He lifted each of her legs over his shoulders, nestling down on the soft bed of hay covered with the thick, downy quilt. For a moment, he savored his wife, the vision of loveliness spread before him. Her trust and openness touched him, made him want to share his life with her, watch her bear his children, grow old together. Lowering his head, he gave her the most intimate of kisses, making love to her with his mouth.
    He’d only done this a couple of times before when they were first married. Being home from the war made him want to love her all the more. He drew her swollen bud between his lips and sucked, tonguing it gently. Her hips rolled and he placed his hands on them to hold her still.
    Her breathing grew ragged. Damn, he loved that he could make her fly apart like this, that the touch of his breath, his fingers, and now his tongue on her most intimate places made her moan with need and frustration. He slid his tongue inside her.
    “Travis!” Caroline shrieked his name.
    In the stall next to them, Dandy snorted. His hoof thumped against the wall.
    He had her on the edge of release. Masculine pride rolled through him, and he lifted his head, needing to be inside her now. Travis pulled away long enough to shed his pants, then crawled over her body, settling his hips between hers. He smoothed his hand over her hair, undone from its pins to swirl around her head. Kissing her, he savored her mouth, her lips and tongue pliant beneath his. Then, she wrapped her arms around him and drew him to her.
    “Please,” she whispered, shivering beneath him. “Make love to me.”
    “As you desire.” Travis kissed her again, pouring his heart and soul into the movement of his lips against hers. Beneath him, Caroline lifted her hips, her legs wrapping around his. She perfectly aligned their bodies, until there was nothing he could do but sink into her heavenly warmth.
    Travis moaned. He surged forward, joining them with a long, sure stroke. As one, they moved together, joining time and time again. Deep inside, he felt her tighten around him, her heels digging into his buttocks.
    “Caroline,” he moaned. “My dear, sweet Caroline.” He kissed her lips, claiming her, marking her as his own.
    She pulled away only to cry out as her body tightened around him. She shuddered with the force of her release, taking him over the edge with her. He clung to her, their panting breaths mingling in the early evening air. Around them, life settled into night. And all he wanted to do was take his wife into the house and love her until they fell asleep.
    He shifted to the side, taking his weight from her, and smoothed his hand over her hair and down her body. His hand rested over her womb. “Maybe we’ve made a babe,” he said. “Wouldn’t that be a grand homecoming?”
    Her closed eyes fanned her lashes against gaunt cheeks; she didn’t answer him. He brushed his thumb across her breast, then back up to stroke it across her full lower lip. In repose, she appeared serene, as if she held no secrets from him. He wished that were the case, and hoped, in time, she’d tell him the truth. No matter what had happened, he’d love her. He always would.
    Caroline savored each moment of her husband’s caress, guilt weighing on her like a heavy winter mantle. His words echoed her own hopes, and yet revealed her secret. His hand rested warm against her body. The need to tell him, to reveal her burden, grew by the moment. She opened her eyes to find him staring at her, the love shining from his eyes enough to bring tears to sting her own. She rolled away and