SUMMARY: M/S embark on married life and Mulder sets out to
teach Scully about all the things she's been missing. (Sequel to
"First Time Jitters".)
DEDICATION: Whew! I got tons of requests for a sequel to First
Time Jitters. So here goes, this story is for: Evie Whiting (who
started the whole darn thing with her challenge!), Eric and Sandy
P., Ronnie R., Song, Monique C., Kate M., Holly, Sabine, Marcia.
THANKS: I must give thanks to my beta reader, Sdani, once
again. I pester her constantly, like she has nothing better to do
than read for me! She's wonderful and never complains. Thanks
for all your continuing support, for being my harshest critic and my
biggest cheerleader. I Love you for it!
PART 1 (PG-13)
DANA SCULLY'S APARTMENT
GEORGETOWN, D.C.
WEDNESDAY MORNING - 7:00 AM
I woke up slowly. As I tried to roll onto my back, a hard, large
chest stopped me abruptly. I gasped, feeling the warmth of him
seep into the chilled skin of my back.
He murmured in his sleep, his arm around my waist tightening and
bringing me into full body contact. I lay still, my eyes half open,
remembering the events of the last four days and particularly, the
events of yesterday.
I slowly pulled my left hand down from its position under the
pillow and held it up, looking at the back of my hand.
Nope, it wasn't a dream. The rings were there. I felt my heart rate
accelerate slightly. Oh my God. I was married. Really married.
To my partner.
Jesus Christ! My family was going to flip! My mom would be
happy for me, but upset that I didn't tell her first. My brother
would be beside himself. He didn't like Mulder and never had.
His feelings were completely groundless but I'd never been able to
convince him of that. I was going to have to try harder. He was
going to have to try harder. They were brother-in-laws now,
whether they liked it or not.
I smiled, curling my fingers into a fist. I cupped my breasts, one in
each hand and squeezed gently, feeling them tingle. My nipples
were a little sore from all the sucking they'd received in the last
four days. I blushed furiously remembering the feel of Mulder's
soft mouth on my breast, suckling like a babe and laving me with
that talented tongue. That opened the gate on other thoughts of his
tongue, in other places.
I shivered again and heard him hum in the back of his throat. His
