Wedded Bliss Suzy B

Part of the Bliss collection.

JD / Casey

Standing just inside his parlor window, a hot mug of coffee cradled in his hands, JD watched and listened to the conversation outside. His thick black hair peppered with strands of gray, his lips curled into a smile as he listened to his son’s nervous conversation.

Pulling aside the edge of the lacy curtain, he couldn’t help but remember similar evenings he had spent on a porch with John JR’s mother.

Seeing John on bended knee in front of his paramour, asking for her hand in marriage, his voice hoarse, his speech stammering with nervousness, he was instantly a nervous teenager again.

He and Casey had been on their first ‘real’ date. She had looked beautiful that night. Mary had helped her fix her silky brown hair into delicate upswept curls for the evening. Dainty diamante earrings hung from her ears. A simple black velvet ribbon adorned her neck. Her dress in delicate shades of lavender, with a tightly lace bodice and low cut neckline, he learned later had been sewn especially for her by Inez. That night he had noticed her creamy translucent decollatage in a way he never had before.

When Casey had greeted him at her door, he had not expected the radiant beauty that had taken his breath away. He had known she was beautiful their entire friendship, but to see how radiantly gorgeous she was rendered him breathless and speechless.

They had gone to dinner that night, but he still couldn’t remember what they had eaten. They had traveled back to the Well’s property by buggy, both as nervous as a cat in a room full of rockers. His eyes misted as he remembered their bungled romantic evening.

Helping Casey from the buggy, he escorted her up the steps to sit on the porch swing. They had talked for what seemed like hours that night. Not like they normally talked. The darkness had seemed to make it a little easier for the baring of souls and the revealing of dreams. He could still see the look on her face as he had knelt on one knee in front of her.

"JD what are you doing?" she had asked as he took the hand that would have swatted him.

"Casey." His voice had quivered nervously "I wonder" he had stammered "Would you?" he had seemed incapable of finishing the sentence for himself. The option was taken from him when Casey launched herself into his arms. Her forward motion had pushed him backwards as her arms looped around his neck.

"Yes JD" she repeated over and over as she landed on top of him. They were still in a disentangling heap when Nettie found them. The noise they were making had brought Casey’s aunt to the door with a shotgun.

The sound of the front door closing drew JD’s attention back to the present. Turning he watched his son walk into the room. John had grown into a handsome lad. Built just like his father but with his mother’s features, and with a mix of both their personalities he couldn’t help but be proud of his boy.

"Nice evening, Son?" he asked

"You’re looking at a betrothed man pa" John stated proudly.

"So she said yes?" JD asked, he had been fully aware of John’s intentions.

"She did." John nodded proudly as he sat down on the sofa. "Can I ask you a question Pa?"

"Something troubling you?"

"Did you and Ma?" he paused "Did you…" he struggled to complete his question "Did you…well you know…before you wed?"

JD smiled, but couldn’t stop the gentle pink flush that filled his cheeks at the conversation that he knew was about to happen, recognizing exactly what his son was asking.

"No." JD shook his head "Not until after Uncle Josiah married us."

"How did you know Ma was the one?" he leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. His rich brown hair and eyes so like his mothers shiny in the light from the fireplace.

"Aren’t you sure of your feelings for Angel?" JD asked his brows drawn together in a frown.

"I love Angel with all my heart Pa." John stated with such conviction that JD couldn’t doubt him. "I just can’t help it, I feel so nervous with her, nothing is ever simple. I just wondered if it gets less ‘complicated’ after…." He let his voice trail off.

JD spent a few moments collecting his thoughts before he spoke.

"I knew your Ma was the woman for me the very first time we met, it just took me a while to realize it. I asked her to marry me on our very first real date." He laughed "We had never even really kissed until after our betrothal.

JD remembered that kiss vividly. Casey had visited him at the Sheriff’s office with a picnic basket filled with lunch goodies the very next day after she accepted his proposal. Dressed in her men’s britches, a blouse and vest she was even more beautiful than the night before. He had seen her crossing from the saloon and had met her at the door.

Emboldened by their new relationship, his hands trembling he had taken the basket from her hand and dropped it onto the desk. Then lifted one quivering palm to her flushed cheek, intending to lean in and press a chaste kiss to her lips. As his lips touched hers all forethought was forgotten. Her soft rosebud mouth had parted under his. His tongue tentatively traced the line of her lips and delved deeper. Dancing erotically with her own his other hand reached up to cup her face, his thumbs tracing her closed eyes. Casey’s own hands were not idle. The traced feather light around the top of his gunbelt, her fingertips swirling all over his back as she pulled him closer to her.

Their kiss was only broken as Buck had entered the office, the door banging loudly against the wall as he did. Both of them had jumped apart like scalded cats, flusters, embarrassed and aroused, their breathing ragged, their eyes glazed with their youthful lust. Buck bless his heart, had realized instantly what was going on, he hadn’t said a word, just gathered up his discarded jacket, tipped his hat to them and left. Left to their own devices, lunch had been forgotten. They had spent their solitude chastely exploring their newfound desires.

"It’s different now Pa." John interrupted his thoughts. "Angel and I…we want to."

JD collected his thoughts for a few moments before he spoke "Are you going to?" he asked quietly.

"I dunno Pa." He stood and began to pace. "I want to and sometimes when I with her and she kisses me it’s all I can do to remember my manners." He stopped pacing and flopped back onto the sofa. "But I want everything to be special for her. What do I do Pa?"

JD had to look at the floor so John couldn’t see his broad grin. Sometimes John reminded him so much of himself it was scary.

"Then let me share something with you that Uncle Buck told me when I was your age."

"Is it like the advice he gives now?" John raised one eyebrow.

"Better." JD laughed "Only the two of you will know when the time is right" he paused "and it will be special for her because it’s you."

"What if I disappoint her?"

"Why do you think you will?"

"Because she’s so beautiful, she’s so smart, she’s….Angel." he shrugged his shoulders confused.

"Do you doubt she loves you?" JD probed.

"Of course not." John shook his head immediately.

:Then there’s no way you can disappoint her." He paused "What do you think you’re going to do?"

"I dunno Pa." He flushed "Some nights I want her so bad that it’s like a fire in me." He stammered in embarrassment. "Others I want her just as bad but its different. I want to love and protect her, to let her know that she’s the most beautiful and special girl in the world for me."

JD smiled at his sons heartfelt words and wished that he had had the wisdom and ability to say them when he was that age.

"Pa." John spoke his voice strangled and little more than a whisper. "What if I disappoint her because I’ve never…"

JD remembered his own inexperience and Buck’s efforts of always trying to relieve him of it. "Would you like me to take you to see one of Lydia’s girls?"

"No!" John exclaimed jumping to his feet "I don’t. I can’t, I wouldn’t." he flustered "No!"

"Don’t fret son." JD tried to calm him and stood moving to John sides, he sat on the sofa and waited for John to sit again. "I’ll tell you a little secret." He paused. "Ma and I" it was his own turn to be embarrassed "we had never before our wedding night."

"You told me that already Pa."

"No" he shook his head trying to phrase his explanation without blushing furiously "Not together or separately."

Recognition began to dawn on his son’s face. "Really?"

JD nodded sagely.

"Was it?" he paused not sure he really wanted to know "Did Ma disappoint you?"

"Your mother has never disappointed me. She has and always will be the perfect wife and lover for me." He smiled.

"How did you know what to do?" he frowned.

"John son, don’t worry." He replied "When the time comes you’ll know exactly what to do."

"Did you?" he asked.

As JD nodded his memories drifted back to his wedding night. Casey had been beautiful. Dressed in her wedding finery, her hair curled and pinned, her face flushed, her eyes glistening with anticipation. He had carried her into their room at the hotel, stood her on her feet in the center of the room, then turned to lock the door behind them. When he turned back she was still standing there her arms outstretched, waiting for him. Stepping into her arms had been like coming home. Their discoveries that night had been mutual and natural.

As they stood in the middle of the room, their lips hungrily tasting the others, Casey’s tiny hands slipped under his jacket and pushed it from his shoulders. His own hands trembling nervously worked on the tiny pearl buttons that fastened Casey’s ivory gown from chin to waist. His hands quivered as each tiny pearl was released, the backs of his fingers brushing against her lush breasts as he moved. They had pulled apart, nervous, embarrassed but eager. JD tentatively reached forward with one hand his eyes never leaving Casey’s and touched the pert tip of her breast through her lacy camisole. At his bride’s indrawn breath he retracted his hand as if burned. The strangest thing had happened then. Casey, her loving gaze never left his eyes as she stepped out of her wedding gown and kicked it aside, then unbuttoning her camisole she stepped out of it. Reaching forward she took JD’s hand and drew it to her lips. Placing a soft kiss on his knuckles she pressed his hand against her breast, her own hand pressing it tighter against her.

JD, painfully aroused and unsure of himself could do nothing but stand in front of her, his fingers gently caressing the warm supple flesh he held. Casey, awash in the sensations JD’s fingers were creating closed her eyes and let her head roll back reveling in the feelings he was creating. She squealed in surprise when JD lifted her off her feet and carried her almost reverently to the large bed. Placing her on it gently, he leaned down to kiss her long and gently before he stood. Stripping quickly down to his long john’s he left his wedding suit in a wrinkled pile on top of Casey’s dress before he moved back to the bedside.

He would never forget how Casey had almost finished their wedding night then and there. Aroused and trying desperately to keep control of his traitorous body as he stood looking down on her, she had reached out one hand and touched him. Her tiny fingers had touched the course wool that still covered his aching arousal, he threw his head back and moaned in pain or ecstasy he wasn’t sure which. He couldn’t help himself, he reached down and closed his hand over hers, unconsciously showing her how he liked to be touched.

As her fingers slid along the wool that abraded his sensitive flesh his knees buckled. He held his weight against the edge of the bed, his breath coming in panting gasps as her hand grew bolder. Knowing that if he didn’t stop her he would no longer have any semblance of control, he pulled her hand away. Sliding onto the bed, he let his fingers trail across her cheek, his thumb pulling across her kiss swollen bottom lip before trailing lower. His lips followed his fingers, until he leaned down and closed his mouth around one hard rosy nipple, his tongue laving at the hard peak even as he suckled it. His hand continued it’s downward journey, pausing briefly to trail slowly along the frilly waistband of her pantalets. His fingers walked over the waistband and continued their slow journey across the fabric. As his fingers reached the juncture of her thighs, a soft sigh escaped Casey’s lips and her legs parted almost involuntarily. He let his fingers trail along the inside of her thigh, before cupping her intimately. Her body went taut beneath him as he found the heat of her body under his hand and moist fabric between them startled him momentarily, he lifted his head and looked up at her, his breath on her moist nipples.

"Case?" he had whispered his voice foreign to his own ears, his breathing harsh and labored.

"If you stop now I’ll horsewhip you JD." She moaned, her eyes heavy lidded as they opened, one hand moved to caress his ebony hair, the other moved to cover his hand and press him more firmly against her.

Her hand over his he allowed his fingers to slide across the damp fabric, pressing more firmly against her. He was rewarded by her hips arching upward into his hand. Leaning over her he pressed himself along her side, desperate to feel her against him as his mouth found hers. His erection rubbed against her hip as she undulated against his hand. Lifting his mouth from hers he watched her face as his fingers rubbed her. Her eyes closed, her mouth barely open, one hand clenched the sheets beside her the other gripping his back. Her hips arched into his hand, as she began to whimper, tossing her head from side to side. He had immediately lifted his hand, drawing it back up to cup her face.

"Casey." He whispered, concern clouding his eyes. "Are you okay?"

"No." she whimpered pulling him by the shoulders, her eyes almost black with desire. "you stopped touching me.".

That was the moment when JD had known he would love his wife forever. She pulled him down to her and kissed him. Her teeth catching his bottom lip and plucking at it as her tongue trailed across the tender flesh, her teeth tormented.

Pushing him away she lifted her buttocks off the bed and wriggled out of her pantalets before moving back to JD. Trailing her fingers down his belly she leaned forward to lick at his nipples, imitating the action that had driven her wild moments before.

"Aren’t you overdressed?" she asked softly, her fingers dipping under the waistband of his long johns, her fingertips brushing across the hair she encountered.

"Casey." He murmured "Please."

"Exactly." She whispered against his ear, before sitting up to struggle with his long johns. JD lifted his hips and kicked out of the offending clothing, but he wasn’t prepared for Casey’s reaction to his nudity. He lifted one hand to trace the length of her arm as she sat beside him. One hand reached out tentatively to touch him. As her fingertips closed around his heated length, he couldn’t help the moan of absolute bliss that escaped his lips.

"Please" he whimpered, his hands reaching for her before she drove him crazy.

"Please is it?" she turned and crawled further up the bed, her eyes passion clouded and smiling as she leaned over him, kissing him deeply. "Trust me?" she whispered nervously.

"Always." His breathing labored he lifted one hand to caress the soft curls framing her face. "I love you."

Tears welled in Casey’s eyes as she traced his face with her fingers, while he spoke. She leaned down and pressed her lips against his, her tongue dipping into his mouth as her fingers trailed across his chest.

Sliding her leg over him she had straddled him before he even realized what was happening. Breaking their kiss, she sat above him, her knees framing his hips, the fingers of one hand stroking him, driving him to distraction. Barely coherent he held his hands up for her to hold. Lacing their fingers together, she slowly lowered herself onto him. Slowly as their bodies joined, she released the fearful breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

JD hadn’t missed the catch in her breath, but he couldn’t help himself, buried deep within her, he wanted to feel all of her. Pulling her against him he held her so they lay chest to chest, hip to hip, their bodies, hearts and souls joined in a moment of bliss, while she grew accustomed to his bodies’ intrusion. Feeling moisture against his neck he cupped her face in his hands and turned her to face him. Seeing tears trickling down her flushed cheeks he tried to move from under her.

"Don’t you dare JD Dunne." She sobbed against his face.

"I’m hurting you." He murmured, one finger tracing a tear as he spoke.

Her hips began to undulate slowly against him, the tight embrace of her body making his breath catch. "No." she spoke quickly "I love you so much, I didn’t expect this to be so damn beautiful."

JD couldn’t speak, for fear of releasing the tears that had formed a lump in his throat. Instead he pulled Casey’s face to his and kissed her, his tongue delving into the silken cavern of her mouth in unison with his body filling hers.

Their first union wasn’t going to last long, both of them aroused to a fever pitch. Casey’s knees gripped JD’s hips as she writhed against him, breaking their kiss she rested her hands on JD’s chest her fingers absently flicking his tiny nipples as she moved against him. His hands moving to clasp her breasts, his hips lifted off the bed as he thrust up into her. Almost beyond control he grasped at it just long enough to see Casey throw her head back, a long keening moan drawn from her kiss swollen lips before he found his own release.

Pulling her back into his tight embrace, he held her tight against him as they struggled to catch their breath.

"How did you know to do that?" he asked against the top of her head when he could breath again.

"Promise you won’t be mad." She rested her chin on her hands and looked into his eyes from his chest.

"After that, you think I’ll ever be mad at you?" he laughed.

"I figured one of us should know what to do, and I knew you’d never ask, so I asked Buck." She smiled at him and shrugged nonchalantly.

"You what?" the top of JD’s head nearly flipped off his jaw dropped so far.

"I asked Buck, he told me somethings I could do that you’d like." She prodded him in the chest as she spoke "And you did I might add." Her voice softened "And some things I can tell you about later that I might like." She watched the expression on his face "I didn’t do it to hurt you JD," tears welled in her eyes "I did it so I didn’t disappoint you."

"You never could." He rolled onto his side, enfolding her in his arms as he did, her head caught in the crook of his arm. He’d never slept with anyone like this before, but it felt so right. He listened to her breathing slow and held her tighter to him slowly drifting off to sleep.

"Pa" his son’s voice dragged him back from his wedding night so many years ago. "Do you think we should?"

"I think son that it all depends on what’s right for the two of you." He paused "For your ma and I it was right to wait until we were married "But for others, say Uncle Buck for instance." He grinned "He would have exploded if he had waited till he was married. Whatever you decide is right for the two of you no-one else can tell you that."

"Thanks Pa." John embraced his father and stood "I’ll see you in the morning?"

JD nodded as he watched his son bound up the stairs, then stood himself contemplating bed.

Lifting his coffee mug, from beside the window he turned surprised to see Casey standing in the kitchen doorway.

"You’re such a good papa." She murmured.

"When our daughter needs that discussion it’s all yours." He laughed.

"she won’t." Casey laughed "She’s a good girl." She paused pulling him into her tight embrace, resting her head against his chest. "You were remembering while you were telling John weren’t you."

"How could I ever forget?" JD leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead. "That night was one of the best nights of my life."

"Mine too." She leaned up and caught his lips with hers, their love still as strong as it was on their wedding day.

"I think I should send him to Buck for wedding night advice."

"And how do you think Buck will take giving advice to the young man who will be bedding his daughter?"

"Not well." JD laughed "But it worked for us, and it would be fun to watch."

"Don’t be evil JD Dunne." She laughed and walked towards the stairs. Extending a hand to him she looked under her lashes at him "Wanna come up stairs and relive some history."

"Thought you’d never ask." JD turned the wick down in the lamp on the table, at the bottom of the stairs he swung Casey into his arms, and carried her up to their room.

FINI

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