"Oooooh! Honey, don't be rough this time, please…" She hated it when he was rough with her.

He had been roughest on their wedding night… after so many months of waiting, of petting that went nowhere, since Kate insisted upon saving herself for him until their wedding night. As a matter of fact, it had taken her several days after that night before Tim could persuade her to make love with him again. But once he managed to seduce her again, he was gentle and loving with her and she had since come to look forward to their lovemaking with slowly growing passion.

There on the living room floor, all their problems no longer mattered… now that he was holding her, doing all the small things that she had come to expect from him prior to their lovemaking.

She moaned beneath him as he stretched his long thin frame out over hers. He began pulling at her gown so that she could feel it beginning to rip at the shoulders.

"Wait…" she said, "wait, darling…" He sat back, and she hurriedly began to pull off first her negligee and then the brief gown of matching powder blue that she wore beneath it. She could feel his impatience as she finally got everything off and lay nude before him.

He studied her nakedness for a moment, letting his eyes roam hungrily over her smooth satiny flesh.

"Oh, honey. I'm going to fuck you soooo good!" he cooed, eyeing the reddish-blonde vee-shaped mound of her pubic hair that so cleverly hid her secret parts from his sight. His hands went to smooth along her slightly quivering stomach, one finger curling inside the indented bud of her navel, causing her to jump.

"Oooooo," she moaned, her eyes now clenched tightly shut, her pelvis executing little jerky motions in spite of herself. It had been so long… even his crude language did not put her off this time as it had so often before.