"Take , husband, I am ready Theodore" she muttered, her eyes filled with lust and determination.
He parted her thighs further, got in between all the way he kissed her lips, slowly he pointed his shaft to her warm entrance and that made Lydia draw a sharp breath while he took her mouth, he lifted her right leg onto his left arm and through inch by inch he slipped into her cave, she welcod him with a tight grasp around it but she felt pain nonetheless, her moans louder and a bit pained.
"I’m sorry love" he whispered into her ears, kissing the tears that were trailing down the side of her face away.
Monts pass with the slow sensual motion of Theodore sliding in and out of you,
He whispered sweet nothings into her ears as he took her to heights she never knew one could reach from pleasure, their lovemaking was slow and passionate, and the intimacy they felt coupling with lust made her moan his na whenever he hit a spot she didn’t know she had, his thrusts beca stronger and faster as he fondled her breasts and kissed her in sync, he guided her legs to wrap his waist and then he dived in harder, wrenching pleasure and moans from his wife, he flicked her swollen nub and that tipped her off, release grabbed her, snatching her and spinning her, making her whole body throb as she scread Theodore’s na.
As if in sync, his large and solid body spasd above her, his limbs and cock jerking with his release, her own na leaving his mouth in a growl as he held on to her tighter than she had ever been held by anyone in her life like his life depended on how close she was.
Flushed from the intense action, chests heaving, they remained in that high, his hips still rocking, his hand still moving over her clit, and his cock still hard inside of her. Theodore’s mouth pressed on the side of her jaw, and he rested his weight on her, she sighed before he switched their position, finally pulling out of her, her hair and arms splaying on his chest.
They stayed in that position till Lydia lost track of ti, drifting off and back from sleep, she only knew that at so point, Theodore had slipped out of her and rearranged her in his arms. He returned her to the living world with a kiss and then he lifted his shy contended wife to the bath pool after asking her to pee before they slipped into the pool, he brought her to his chest. Then they let the hot stream of water fill them, turning their skin sleek under each other’s fingertips as they loved each other slowly again.
He took her back into the room monts later, she was sleeping peacefully in his arms full of trust for him, ready to fall for him, his wife, his Gooseberry, he gazed upon her, his salvation, his damnation, his favourite ritual and with a kiss on her head he joined her into a world where only happiness existed.
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Morning
Bedroom, Theodore Mansion.
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
Lydia woke up to a sensation in her thighs, her sweetly sore pussy, her nibbled thighs, and the hair of her husband tickling her inner thighs, she opened her sleepy eyes and he is nestled between her naked thighs, nibbling the inside of her laps, side by side, inching further north, she gasped when he parted her pussy lips "Theodore?" she moaned.
"Shh I only need a taste Gooseberry" he groaned into her pussy. She lay completely naked, but the room was warm, Theodore must have refilled the hearth.
"We should be sleeping... mmmm or waking...up" She ended her reasonable complaint with a moan that went straight to Theodore’s twitching formidable shaft, He is slow and sensual, her nipples peak, sensitive and hungry for his touch, Theodore does not fail he took her left nipples between his thumb and index, tweaking and pinching it making Lydia squirm and sigh, feeling and needing more of her husband, after he parted her pussy lips with his thumb and index finger, he flattened his tongue and dragged it from the honeypot to the tip of her pink nub, he circled the tip of his tongue around the nub before diving down and dipping in to swipe her clean, she was sore but still shivered, a moan polluting the air and commandeering Theodore to groan. He sucked and nibbled, using his hand that was busy fondling her breasts to hold her down as she tried to lift off the bed, bucking into his face further, he ate her till she shook, bucked and "release for Gooseberry" he growled into her sex and she did just that, climaxed for him. He licked her clean before moving up to place a kiss on her lip, she smiled no longer sleepy, he drew the cover over her body and his.
He propped himself on his elbow, watching her with an unmistakable smile in his eyes.
"Why are you stopping?" she protested with a slight frown of confusion.
"A taste is satisfying enough, for now, wife, I know you are still sore and I can’t destroy what’s mine" he claid, lting her softly.
She looked up at him "What are we having for breakfast?" she purred.
"My prim wife is hungry" he pointed out, moving her hair away from her face.
"I didn’t say that, I just now only cared for you" she whispered hiding by swinging her arms around his neck and pulling him closer.
"I love you" he whispered, he sounded more defeated than pleased than she rembered earlier today and it created a fear in her heart.
"I believe that confession is not far from your heart to you," he told confidently "I shall wait with my feigned patience until you are ready" he completed.
Lydia, lost for words pressed her lips to his, sealing his promise and offering an opportunity for him to devour her even deeper, he pulled away but Lydia followed his body
"Is my Gooseberry shy?" he chuckled "No" she muffled into his neck making him shiver before lifting both of them off the bed and into the adjacent room, the bathroom.
He took care of her and himself as she was sore and couldn’t sit on a hard surface, they bathed and were soon getting dressed without the help of the maids but themselves alone.
"Gooseberry, you made a declaration on our first outing together and you haven’t tried to fulfil it since" he ntioned with a teasing smile on his face.
"I did?" she cocked her head, her eyes clear and warm.
He drew her into his arm "I shall dress you from now on you had said in your sweet voice, Gooseberry" She giggled amazed he could recollect still wrapped in a cloth she grinned.
"That is rather corny of you, husband" she accused
He nibbed her ears "Anything for my sweet wife, now clothe my lady" he directed her to the wardrobe.
"You can call my lady but not any other?" she brought to light
"That is because you are my lady and not any others" he growled, oozing of possessiveness.
"Do you want to wear white today?" she asked searching his eyes.
He held her gaze "I want to relax, and trust you while you dress so I can enjoy your touch" She flushed instantly
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Lydia strutted back in to have her noon tea, she had just escorted Theodore to his carriage for work, with a smile so charming the maids whispered amongst themselves, sothing must have changed between the new couple, Lydia glowed while Theodore did not glare at any of them today before leaving because he didn’t even glance their way.
"You think any of this would make you less of an illegitimate whore who found her way into the Lord’s bed?" A voice reached her making her turn abruptly to find her maid.
Mira.
"Pardon?" She asked.
"Here’s the coffee, my lady" Mira muttered dropping the tray on the table next to Lydia.
Lydia looked at Mira and her mind starts to drift to all the people who would think of her as undeserving of Lord Theodore, as a whore, or an illegitimate half-noble, a monsters wife, a witch, she was drifting into a world in her mind where confusion, fear and sadness dwells, she had such an unforgettable night with her husband last night and the future now looks promising but she knew not to trust too much.
"Give rum instead" she sighed
Mira rolled her eyes behind Lydia "My lady it’s too early for that and -" the lady cut her off with a question "Did you say sothing behind just before you dropped the coffee?" Mira’s eyes held Lydia’s now emotionless ones.
"No lady Theodore" she lied through her teeth, Lydia nodded.
"Good, give the rum then" she ordered her eyes confident and cold.
This new Chapter she and her husband are stepping inside, it will be filled with progress, love and a lot of hate from the people of Critic Arley, but she is ready along with her husband who is fast becoming her strength.
Whatever is coming, it’ll et them ready and waiting with rum and darkness.
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