an officer (gentleman?) and the lady ( picklechiffon and wolvenrogue)

Elizabeth smiled as Robert moved to stand before her.

She looked up at him as his fingers wound into her hair. She licked her lips and gently slipped them about his pulsing head. She flicked and teased with her tongue before gently sucking more and more of his hard pulsing shaft into her mouth. Her fingertips teased his balls, as her lips massaged his shaft.

She varied the pressure she applied against him as she began bobbing her head up and down, gently at first and then growing bolder as his hands tightened in her hair.

Robert let his head fall back enjoying the way she carresed his cock with her lips and tongue. He felt a little guilty that a new mother would be doing this but those feelings wee soon overidden by the raw desire she was creating in him. He could see from her smile that she wanted to do this, and it made the experience all the more special his body responded quickly to her caresses, becomming rigid as he groaned with pleasure. he ran his fingers through her hair and held her to him as his body released and he came with a shudder. He ooked down at her and smiled. "Oh Elizabeth!" he said... your are so beautiful... and so kind.

She was breathing hard, the feel of him cumming in her mouth had made her so unbelievably wet. She licked her lips, and moved to sit up as Robert collapsed down beside her. She shook her head.

Oh that was not good.


The change in elevation set her head spinning. She smiled at him faintly before seeing bright spots of exploding light behind her eyes.

Elizabeth blinked several times, she was laying back down on the bed, Robert looking worried and leaning over her. She managed a weak smile.

“Looks like I sat up too fast.” She laughed softly trying to alleviate the concern in his eyes.

PickleChiffon said:

She was breathing hard, the feel of him cumming in her mouth had made her so unbelievably wet. She licked her lips, and moved to sit up as Robert collapsed down beside her. She shook her head.

Oh that was not good.


The change in elevation set her head spinning. She smiled at him faintly before seeing bright spots of exploding light behind her eyes.

Elizabeth blinked several times, she was laying back down on the bed, Robert looking worried and leaning over her. She managed a weak smile.

“Looks like I sat up too fast.” She laughed softly trying to alleviate the concern in his eyes.

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Maybe you better just stay right here awhile honey, Robert said.
He pulled her into his arms and cuddled her close. He could see the wetness glistning on her pussy lips . He knew she wanted a release but wasnt in any shape to get it without some help.
He laid back on the bed and pulled her up on his chest. her thighs fell open and she straddled his hips his cock was quickly recovering and he slid her slowly down and over it, allowing her to rock her hips on him . He kissed her warmly. "My dear, he said, take your time and enjoy it you have all the time you need.

He smiled and and ran his fingers through her hair.

Elizabeth sighed as her body sunk down onto his. She took a deep breath steadying herself as she worked her hips gently and slowly over his body. Oh, the movement was delicious.

She looked down into his loving face as she gently rode his body, pulling them both higher into a wave of ecstasy and release. She focused on the movement and the feel of him inside her. Her strokes were slow and deliberate as she worked herself into being close and then on bringing him there with her. She sighed deeply as she lay down onto his chest and whispered.

“I am so close Robert, nearly there.” She kissed him deeply just letting the sensations roll through her body.

Robert kissed her deeply and held her ass in his hands he loved the feel of it rocking back and forth. As she tilted her hips forward he arched his back and drove it deep with a strong quick thrust of his wirey frame. He heard her gasp and felt the sudden rush of breath from her in response. He slowly pulled out and just as suddenly repeated the maneuver. The look on her face was priceless. At first she looked as if she had been stabbed and the she broke into a satisfied grin.

Elizabeth collapsed in pleasure on top of his body as she reached her orgasm with him not far behind her. Her insides were quivering with satisfaction as she lay so close to him, her walls pulling and tugging every last thread of his own release from his body. She moved after a moment, returning to her back, finding now that being on her stomach made her uncomfortable. She covered the soft swell of her belly with her hands in contentment.

“How long is this trip by boat?” She asked again in a small voice filled with wonder. She was hoping that the morning sickness/motion sickness would be over before they got off the boat so at least she could enjoy seeing some of the scenery from the observation deck. But she had the strange tug that it wouldn’t be.

"We have three more days my love" Robert said, seeing the odd look in her eye and hoping she was alright. He got up and cleaning himself off , got dressed. "Can I help you may love?" "Are you hungry?" he moistened a towel and gently sponged her off as she lay in the bed, and then helped her to sit up. She seemed wobbly, and he was unsure whether attempting to help her stand was really a very good idea. "Are you alright Elizabeth? he asked?" He held her hand and supported her shoulders waiting for her to manage a response. He suspected that she was not. As she sat there he patiently rubbed her back. They had been through far worse. They would manage with this.

Three more days of hell.

She honestly hoped that the sickness would ease once they got on to dry land.

“I am fine, but some bread would be good I think.”

She smiled at him hoping to send him on a mission so she could recover enough to easy the worry that was on his brow. She knew she was delicate, but she wasn’t about to break.

Truly.

But that seemed to be a fact he was missing. She smiled softly. She loved her trail weary cowboy with all her heart, but he had to remember women had been birthing babies long before either of them were born. It wasn’t intense science, just responding to the body’s needs and wants.

Robert got up and went down to the kitchen, and after slipping the cook a small tip returned with some bread, soda crackers, a small cup of sliced fruit and some mild cheese. He walked back in the room to see Elizabeth still sitting in the bed, her head in er hands. He sat down beside her and offered her some food. After she had eaten a little, he said "lets see if your well enough to get dressed. Its a beautiful day outside, and I think you might enjoy a nice walk around the deck.

He helped her to stand and gave he a chair to lean on while she acclimated to a standing position and Robert gathered her clothes.

Elizabeth took a few deep breaths and gegan to get dressed. The food had settled her stomach which was good. She took her time dressing though so as to not be over come. She looked at Robert and smiled once she was in her clothes.

"There, dressed, now let's see if I can walk," she smiled reluctantly.

Using his arm her got to the door of their cabin. So far so good, she thought, as they made their way to the main observation deck. The sun was out and a mild breeze was on the air, Robert had been right it was a beautiful day for a stroll on deck.

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Elizabeth took a few deep breaths and gegan to get dressed. The food had settled her stomach which was good. She took her time dressing though so as to not be over come. She looked at Robert and smiled once she was in her clothes.

"There, dressed, now let's see if I can walk," she smiled reluctantly.

Using his arm her got to the door of their cabin. So far so good, she thought, as they made their way to the main observation deck. The sun was out and a mild breeze was on the air, Robert had been right it was a beautiful day for a stroll on deck.

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Robert escorted her once around the deck. She still seemed a bit out of sorts so he pulled two deck hairs into a sunny spot and suggested the sit down and enjoy the view. He seated her and then pulled a chair up next to her and held her hand. Her sof skin felt so good in his own. He had never quite grown used to how nice it felt. It was a new thrill every time for him still. As they watched the river slide by he smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder. She needed his comfort, and he was only too happy to provide it. She had drifted off to sleep on his shoulder when she was awaken by the sound of the dinner bell announcing lunch in the diningroom. Robert wondered if Elizabeth would be up to attending.

Elizabeth smiled as the clang of the bell awoke her. She blushed softly.

"I'm sorry, it seems I was more tired than I thought." She gently squeezed his hand. "Shall we go for Lunch?" she asked, her tone light and airry. She didn't really feel like eating, but knew she had to, and so did Robert. She accepted his help out of the chair and his arm as they strolled slowly to the dinning hall.

The smells of the rich food, made little fingers crawl and claw at her insides, but Elizabeth smiled graciously as she was seated at a large dinning table. Robert sat to her left and soon other passangers filled the rest of the seats. In no time waiters were busing plate of steaming gumbo to the diners.

Elizabeth blanched at the strong spicy smell wafting to her nose. But she hid her reaction well. Taking her spoon she took a small bite of the lunch.

Seeing her complexion pale, Robert summoned the waiter and whispered in his ear. He handed him a coin and smiled. The waiter quickly removed her bowl and whisked it away. he returned a minute later with a nice warm bowl of cream of chicken soup, and a stack of soda crackers. Robert thanked him and whispered to Elizabeth, "I think that will suit you better". Robert smiled at her as she ate almost hungrily. Apparently the chicken soup had agreed with her much better.

When they had finished eating, he helped her to her feet and asked if she would like another stroll or perhaps some rest.

Elizabeth smiled as the waiter brought her some creamed soup. The smell of it milder than the gumbo. Crushing several crackers into it, she ate, as the others dug into the richer spicer soup. She took slow measured spoonfulls so as to ensure she didn't make herself ill from eating to fast.

Then once they were done she smiled at Robert, a slight flush in her cheeks from the heat of the lunch. "I would love a walk, and then to take a rest." She let him take herr hand and lead her from the dinning hall out on to the railed promenade around the first deck of the boat. Elizabeth smiled, watching him discretely.

Her Robert, glowing in his own right with every ounce of pride she'd ever seen a man have.

Robert walked around the rail with Liz as they watched the autumn colors float slowly by on the river. As he wrapped his arm around her still slender waist, he couldn't help but wonder how it would be later. She had such a glow about her despite the sickness she was fighting. He was eager to arrive in Boston where she could get a proper rest. At the same time, he wanted even more to have his family safe, at home, on the mountain.

When she began to feel tired, he walked her to their cabin and helped her out of her dress so she would be comfortable sleeping. He tucked her snugly under the blankets, and sat with her until she slept. When he was sure she was sleeping quietly, he went down to the boats library, and looked at train schedules. they would not be taking horse and wagon over the mountains a planned. Instead the would wait for a connection to the railroad, and travel first to New york and then south by coach to Boston.

When he returned to their room the bed was empty. In her place was a note. We have Elizabeth, go back to Dodge, or die here! Bob was first sick with worry, then hot with anger. No one was taking Elizabeth, not while he drew breath. The boat hadn't stopped, and no one had left. She had to be here, and he was determined to find her. He opened the closet and was relieved to find his weapons still there. He strapped on his pistols, shouldered the carbine and set off for the Bridge. When he burst in, looking ready for war, the captain looked nervous, but kept a calm demeanor. He could see Bob was a man on a mission, and he was in no mood to test his ability with a gun. "How can I help you sir?" he asked respectfully. Bob handed the captain the note and said "they've taken my wife! you can assist me in searching this boat." The captain blanched as he read the note. This was serious business, and he knew that no one aboard was now safe. I most certainly will. He directed the pilot to anchor mid-river, and he and his crew joined Bob in a room by room search.

Elizabeth had been resting peacefully, until she was awakened by a loud disturbance in the room. As she opened her eyes a large heavy hand clamped down over her mouth, smothering any attempts to scream. She widened her eyes as she saw the rabble-rousers who dared to invade her room. She knew they would be Delaney’s men. They tied her hands right and bound her mouth so she could not make a sound.
“Yer gonna come with us, really quiet like, else we’ll finish off yer gentleman’fore the boat lands again.” The threat was low and whispered in her ear. They meant business. She went willingly trying to avoid putting Robert in a worse situation, and to avoid the strain on her body. The last thing she needed was to get worked up and give away her condition, or worse, loose the baby. Before they lead her from the room the bound her eyes, ensuring she had no idea of where they were taking her.

She just hoped that Robert would find her sooner rather than later. If they made it to shore without being discovered she’d end up in Delaney’s hands for sure.

Robert organized the search crew like a military expedition, He was in his element. They had picked the wrong man to mess with. That he was confident of. He prayed hard though that no harm had come to Elizabeth. He kicked himself for leaving her alone. The search started at the top deck and proceeded downward room by room. They opened every thing even ladies trunks. If it was bigger than a breadbox it got checked. He posted a guard at the stair on each deck as they cleared it. Trapping the kidnappers below them. When they got to the second deck and opened a first class cabin, There was a woman half dressed in the room. She objected to the search, but Bob was not deterred. He grabbed a blanket and wrapped her in it and proceeded. They were about to leave the room when saw an odd piece of leather on the floor. Bob recognized the tool marks as his own. It was from the belt he had made her for the light blue skirt. she had warn it today. Bob was incensed. He proceeded to tear apart the room, Finally he found a panel in the back of a closet that looked tampered with. Elizabeth had been built into a wall! He took her in his arms and cried. Grateful that she was safe. she would not leave his sight again on this trip.

Elizabeth had heard Robert coming. She heard him search the room above her and then when he burst into the room she was in, she heard the protests of the woman who was in the room. She tried calling out to him, but with her mouth still gagged, there was no hope of that.

She nearly broke down when it seemed as though he was leaving, but something caught his eye. He knew. He had to know. And then in a moment after what seemed like ever he burst through the false wall and pulled her free. She had never been so happy, so thrilled to be in his arms.

As he swept her to their room, Elizabeth clung to him, her heart was racing with adrenaline. She needed to calm down. Taking a few solid deep breaths she watched Robert pace before her. He reminded her at this moment of the bear they had met on the trail, accept this one was not only hungry, he was pissed.

Robert collected himself for Elizabeth's sake. He would not leave her again even for a moment. He knew that eventually she would tire of it, but it had to be done. He sat in a chair and pulled her into his lap. I'm sorry my dear. I wont let that happen again, they will have to kill me first, and don't worry, that won't happen either. They are nothing but scum! women abusers! I hate their filthy guts! Bob's anger was growing but he got it under control and calmed down and held his wife. He was torn. He wanted badly to hunt them down like dogs! But he would not let them near Elizabeth no matter what. He trusted no one.
After a bit, Elizabeth grew tired, and he laid her in bed, then sat by the bed, his carbine across his lap. For two days he never closed his eyes. Finally the day came to leave the boat. He asked Liz if she would recognize her attacker.

Elizabeth hugged herself tight to Robert. She looked up at him, uncertainty in her eyes.

“I don’t know Robert, I don’t know if I could actually recall his face.”

She worried her lip gently as she watched the passengers disembark . Elizabeth’s mind was whirling as she looked at every man who came off the plank.

None seemed familiar, accept the young soldier from the dance several nights ago. She blushed as he tipped his hat to her when he passed by, but other than him, there was no one.

She looked at Robert and shook her head. The passengers were almost all gone now. She gently tugged on him to pull him along towards the train station.

Robert was uneasy. He had hoped to catch the man right then and there. Ignoring Elizabeth's impatience, he stopped at the pursor's office and requested the name of the registered passenger in the room where he found her. It was Jedediah Delaney. Robert held Elizabeth tight to his side, wore his coat tucked behind his colt 45's and carried the Carbine across the other arm. He was displaying a full-on threat to anyone who might be interested in conflict. He walked her to the ticket office where their tickets were waiting. He asked the clerk casually, as if looking for a friend, "Is Jedediah Delaney booked on this train?" "Why yessir the clerk answered, "Car 5 same as you." You have any other accommodations in another car? he ask. "Why yessir but its expensive. The governor's car is on this train and its riding back east empty. You'd have it all to yourself." "we'll take it Robert answered without hesitation." He looked to Elizabeth, well it looks as though were headed to Boston in high style."

Elizabeth nodded. She had blanched at hearing the Delaney name. She offered her information to the clerk so he could telegraph the bank in Boston, and she paid for the upgrade.

The sooner this was done the sooner she’d be happily back in her simple cabin, making preparations for her baby.

She smiled demurely at the clerk once the funds were secured and he passed over the new tickets. She turned back to Robert who was silently fuming. She was unsure what his thought was, she’d told him that Delaney would be a formidable foe. Now he was beginning to comprehend that fact.

"It does look as though we will be riding in comfort. I am looking forward to it," she smiled, nearly giddy at the tohught of being in the govener's car. This was more like what she had been used to in her life back East.

Robert walked her down the platform and handed the tickets to the special conductor guarding the Governor's car. " we aren't expecting visitors, and we do not want to be disturbed. He said to him." "Yes sir" the conductor answered. Bob helped her aboard, and followed her up the stairs and in. The accommodations were palatial. the carriage was nearly as large as their cabin, and much better appointed. There was a parlor and dining table, a bar equipped with liquor and wine, a bath, and a master bedroom. The bed was twice the size Robert had ever seen. There was also a odd looking closet with what looked to Robert to be a porceline bowl half full of water mounted to the floor. "what is this" he asked Elizabeth hoping she knew the answer.

Elizabeth laughed softly at Robert’s befuddled expression.

“It’s a toilet, a type of out house, accept it washes the waste away versus accumulating.” She grabbed a bit of tissue and tossed it in and pulled the chain, causing it to swirl and disappear.

“You’ll see a lot of these in the East, in houses even.” She grinned as his expression got even more astonished.

Elizabeth moved to the bed and flopped down. She looked at the ornate ceiling above her. This was definitely luxurious, and right about now, Delaney would be realising they were not going to be joining him in the car. She wondered how mad he’d be, but really didn’t care.

She was with her love, in a stunning private car and she was more than content to be there.