Little Women: Jo and Laurie
Jo and Laurie On Their Honeymoon
"So, what do you want to do?" Jo asked, feigning innocence.
"Oh, I've got an idea or two." Laurie embraced her and began to kiss her passionately, and she returned his kisses with equal fervor. They both lay back on the bed, and Laurie began to tug on Jo's clothing. Jo helped him to remove her dress, and as he eagerly began to fumble with her undergarments, she suddenly froze.
"What is it?" he whispered.
"I thought I just heard Teddy's voice," she said. She rose, wrapped herself in a blanket, and quickly looked in on her sons. She saw that they were both sound asleep and sighed with relief. Laurie chuckled as Jo returned to the bed, dropping the blanket before snuggling into his arms once more.
They resumed kissing, and Laurie's lips gradually moved down Jo's neck and across her collarbone. Jo felt her skin catch fire on every spot onto which a tender kiss landed. She began to fumble with Laurie's shirt buttons, and within moments it was shed, leaving Jo's hands to wander lightly over his chest. Gradually her hands made their way to the waistband of his pants, and he quickly shed them as well. Jo eagerly reached to pull his underwear down, but he gently moved her hand away.
"We've waited too long for this," he whispered. "You don't want to rush it, do you?"
Jo lay back as Laurie kissed every inch of her belly down to her belly button and just below. "That tickles," she giggled. Laurie reached her panties and deftly pulled them off her legs, instantly moving his fingers to stimulate her in just the right places.
"Oh, Teddy," she moaned softly. To her surprise he replaced his fingers with his mouth, using his lips and tongue to bring her exquisite pleasure. She looked at the top of his head, scarcely daring to believe that he would really do that. The sensation was like nothing she had ever felt before. She was over the edge in no time, writhing in ecstasy as she bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming his name.
He began to kiss her again, and her hands wandered back to his underwear. This time he made no move to stop her as she slipped them off of him, reaching to fondle him, to at last touch the part of him she'd never seen in all the years she'd known him. Her hands found his smooth hardness, and she gently stroked him up and down.
"I want to return the favor," she said in a throaty voice. He lay back on the bed, and she took him into her mouth, licking him all over, caressing him with her lips while enjoying his moans of pleasure, his fingers gently twirling her hair. When he began to thrust, she realized that he was near the edge and lay back. He entered her, and they moved together, moaning in abandon as they went over the edge together, then lay cuddled in each other's arms, enjoying the afterglow of their spent passion.
"Well, was that everything you ever dreamed it would be?" Laurie asked after awhile.
"It was all right," Jo replied.
"All right?" He raised himself on one elbow and gazed at her in fake horror.
She took his face in both hands as she gazed into his eyes. "Dearest Teddy," she said. "You have exceeded my wildest dreams." She kissed him, and he grinned and held her close.
"What are you writing about today, Jo?" asked Laurie. It was the next day, and the whole family was relaxing on the ship's deck. Rob and Teddy were playing cowboys and Indians, Bess was painting, Jo was writing in her journal, and Laurie was dividing his attention between the four of them in between playing his harmonica.
"Every detail of our vacation so far," Jo said.
Laurie's eyebrows shot up. "Every detail?"
Jo nodded. "I want to always remember."
"Let me see." Laurie reached for her journal, and she sprang to her feet and ran away from him, giggling mightily. Rob and Teddy halted their play and stared. Bess looked up and frowned.
Jo didn't even see the mop that had been left carelessly flung across the deck until she had already tripped over it. The journal flew out of her hands, and she and Laurie watched in horror as it sailed over the railing and hit the water far below with a distant splash.
About the Creator
Angela Denise Fortner Roberts
I have been writing since I was nine years old. My favorite subjects include historical romance, contemporary romance, and horror.



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