“No. But I expect my wife to be faithful to me. No more friends in bed, understand?”
“Completely.”
“So shall we go in and get married?”
“Not yet. You haven’t told me the one thing I need to hear.”
“Oh, Nina,” he fussed. “All right, I love you. Happy now? I love you more than my own life, and I don’t want to spend any more time without you.”
“Now, was that so hard to say?” she asked, her finger running along his chin, drawing his mouth to hers. “Mine forever, Jacob. I won’t share you with any woman, ever again.”
“Mine forever, Nina, no others.”
“Then shall we go and get married instead of sitting in the carriage? Or would you like to fuck me before so when I’m standing before the priest, your seed is dripping down my thighs?”
“Oh, Nina, you tempt me. But just this once, let’s do things the right way.”
“Fine, marry me, but promise to fuck me on the ride home. I missed you, Jacob. You and your mouth and your hands and your cock.”
He smiled and pulled her across his lap, kissing her without restraint. There was a light knock on the carriage door before it was opened, the driver reminding them they’d reached their destination.
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Epilogue
Nina lay sated in the center of Jacob’s large bed … their bed. They married quietly at the chapel and drove directly home. Their tea was waiting in Jacob’s bedroom set on a tray, and they hadn’t left the room since.
“I have a gift for you,” he told her, leaving her spread naked across the bed.
“I never thanked you for the nightgowns that were tucked in my trunk.”
“You’re welcome.”
“I don’t have a present for you,” she said.
“You are my gift, Nina. Remember that always.” He moved to the bureau and pulled out a velvet bag. He dropped on the side of the bed handing it to her.
“It’s heavy,” she said, sitting up to open it. At first, she was totally confused. The look on Jacobs face made her realize what she held. Pulling the two objects from the pouch, she weighed one in each hand.
“Now I can fill all of you. No need for others.”
“Jacob, these are…”
“They’re called dildos, and yes, I had them made a long time ago, in the image of my own cock. They were carved out of ivory for me when I was in the Orient.”
“But you never brought them out to use.”
“I was saving them for my wife,” he told her, falling backward when she tackled him. After a flurry of kisses, she held one in each hand beside his erection. They were exact likeness of his original.
“Oh Jacob, now you can fill me completely.”
“Only me,” he added.
“Only you,” she echoed, taking one of the dildos to her lips and sucking it. When the tip was wet, she handed it to him. “Where would you like to begin?”
The End
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Author Bio
Having been born and raised on Long Island, New York, Lillith and her husband were both eager to leave the urban lifestyle and explore their futures. With his encouragement, Lillith is living her dream of writing romance novels full time. Their new rural setting allows them to enjoy time together, and Lillith can spend many guiltless hours in her imagination, indulging her other passion. When she realized her works consistently tended toward the erotic, she gave herself permission to explore places she might not venture in real life.
You can learn more about Lillith and her work at her website, www.lillithpayne714.com. She loves to hear from readers, and can be contacted at [email protected].
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