Loving An Airborne Ranger by Susan Leigh Carlton Read Free Book Online Page A

Lisa’s reward for Chuck turned out to be as rewarding for her as it was for him.  At first, she was nervous with her parents down the hall, but Chuck’s calm manner and foreplay pushed the nervousness completely away.  It was a great evening and a perfect climax to a great day.
    Her mother’s wedding dress was in excellent condition and with a few nips and tucks would be great.  Lisa hadn’t seen it in a long time, but it turned out to be from Priscilla of Boston, one of the top gown makers in the country.
    The wedding was planned and came off as planned.  Some of Lisa’s old schoolmates attended the Saturday afternoon affair at the church, with a reception at Lisa’s mother’s home.
    While all of the planning was going on, Chuck made reservations for their honeymoon trip to New Orleans.
    Following the wedding and reception, they left for New Orleans.  They spent their wedding night in the bridal suite at the Omni Hotel in Houston.
    They had eaten enough at the reception that no evening meal was necessary but Chuck had ordered champagne on ice and it was waiting for them when they checked it.
    Lisa told him she wanted to wash away the trail dust and went into the bath.  She came out with a freshly scrubbed face, her hair up, a smile and wearing another diaphanous negligee, this one in green.  It really enhanced her green eyes.  She was pleased with the expression on his face and when she said, “Mom gave it to me.”
    “Incredible, freaking incredible.   Come here darling.  I want to try and tell you how much you mean to me.”
    The bed was huge and very comfortable, with silken sheets and pillows.  Lisa lay back on the bed and said, “I feel like royalty.”
    Chuck removed the green negligee that wasn’t really concealing anything.  He kissed her softly on the cheek, then a bit more firmly on the mouth, then on the ear.  He kissed her neck and she began quivering while goose pimples were popping up on her arms.  Kissing his way down to her pert, firm breasts, he rubbed each of them in turn, and traced an outline of the erect nipples with his tongue.  Reaching back to the night stand he picked up a small glass and poured champagne on her breasts.  He caught it up with his tongue.  The moans were very audible now.  She was quivering on the edge of fantasy.  More champagne ran down her tummy in small rivulets.  These he lapped up with his tongue. 
    He parted the lips of her pussy and massaged the clit with his tongue.  She went over the edge and into the throes of a climax.  He didn’t stop but he inserted a finger into the moist center of her being.  Still exploring with his tongue, the climax continued, the sounds coming from her throat were not unlike those of an onrushing train, louder and louder, reaching a peak when he moved his tongue inside.  She grabbed his head with both hands and pulled him down harder.  When it ended, she was speechless with emotion.  She was physically spent and said breathlessly, “You’re going to have to give me a minute to recover.”  He held her tightly, moved his talented tongue into her ear and slowly around the edges.
    “Oh my God, what are you doing to me?  Never in my entire lifetime have I felt anything like this.  She slid her hand down his belly, over the hard muscles built from endless hours of training and weight lifting.  She grasped his huge member and said, “You’re very big tonight”  She moved down and took him in her mouth.  The head was very moist, and there was a slight emission on the tip.  She licked it up and began moving up and down and in and out.  It was Chuck’s turn to moan. 
    He put his arms around her shoulders and said, “ That really feels good, but don’t make me cum.  I want to be inside you.”
    Chuck was almost on his back; she put one leg over and outside his leg, then reentered her crease.  It still fit nicely.  She moved rhythmically, but when she felt him tense, she stopped and waited a few