That innocence came to the forefront now when she stopped me by pulling on my hair. I knew from the look in her eyes that there was something on her mind. “What is it?”
“You… you’ve done this before, what if….” My usually fiery angel was too shy to say what was on her mind, but I knew what it was she wanted. I took my fingers away from her and sat up, pulling her onto my lap. Her unasked question needed to be handled delicately.
I’d long suspected that for all her brashness when it comes to arguing with me, that she was indeed an innocent when it came to matters of the flesh. “Yes, it’s true. I’ve had other lovers where you’ve had none. I can’t go back and erase my past, but I can promise you that you’ll be my last. Now tell me, is there something else bothering you?”
I had to lift her chin to get her to answer me. “You can ask me anything Lucia, no matter what, I’ll always hear you. I might not always agree, but you have a voice with me always. Now tell me.” This must be really bad because she looked physically uncomfortable.
“Well, there is this one other thing.” The way she scrunched her shoulders into her ears showed the difficulty she was having and I braced myself for what came next.
Was something wrong with her, was she suffering from some illness that I knew nothing about? What was it that she found so hard to say out loud? It doesn’t matter, whatever it is I’ll take care of it.
“Go on.” I squeezed her side and then took her hand to encourage her. She looked at me as if trying to read my eyes before looking away again and my apprehension grew. Please don’t let anything be wrong. I couldn’t bear it if she were hurt.
“It’s… it’s something that was said, about your family, your parents. Um… it’s well known that your dad had an affair. That he had a mistress for a very long time. I just…” I visibly relaxed and released the pent up breath I’d been holding.
“I will always put you first Lucia, never doubt it. If I wanted to live that kind of life, I would choose not to marry. I don’t understand all of what happened between my parents. Their marriage was arranged by my grandparents. Maybe there was no love there. I don’t know so I won’t speak on it. I can only tell you, that your heart, your happiness, is as important to me as my own. I will not hurt you for the world.”
She threw her arms around my neck, her little body shaking. I had no idea she even knew about that stuff, or that it had been plaguing her all this time. I’ll have to remember in the future to prod her just in case she was hiding any other fears from me.
I kept her there, talking to her softly, reassuring her of my love. I finally got her to laugh by announcing that after the hell I’d gone through to make us a reality there was no way in hell I would ever risk her love. I was humbled to realize that I meant every word. That I wasn’t just paying lip service to make her happy.
No one can ever know what the future holds, but I felt sure in giving her that promise. “I can’t imagine ever not wanting you. Not looking at your beautiful face and being thankful that you’re mine.” I kissed her pert nose and ran my finger down her chin.
“What if I get fat?” Her melancholy had passed thankfully and she was back to being playful “Then I’ll just have to buy you bigger clothes.”
“Ha, you say that now, but what if…”
“Lucia, I expect you to become very fat about six months after our wedding. That’s about the time my son or daughter will be showing, I think. And since I plan on making your belly swell every chance I get, I suppose you’ll be fat for at least the first ten years of our marriage.”
Her mouth hung open in surprise. “How many kids are we talking here, Mr. Sullivan?”
“Let’s see, nine months for the kid to cook in there, I’ll give you two weeks to heal. That should work out to about ten kids if we’re lucky.”
“You’re insane.”
“No, I’m in love. I can’t think of a better way to show that love than to give you my seed. You’re getting off easy, Bridget had fifteen kids. All who lived to adulthood which in those days was no small feat.”
“You’re pulling my leg.”
“Nope, you’ll see once you start going through all those old papers.” Her eyes lit up and she looked ready to jump off my lap and get to it now.
“Oh no you don’t, you have to pay the master of the house first.” She got a tickle out of that and I kissed her through her laughter. She cuddled into my chest when I finally let her go and I held her as close as I could without hurting her.
“Are you done with your fears love?” She nodded against my chest and I led her hand to my iron hard cock. All this talk of getting her with child had me ready to plow her belly this second. A very dangerous situation to be sure. But it was something to look forward to.
“Give me your mouth love.” She threw her head back and I took her mouth as her hand wreaked havoc on my senses. Our tongues mated in my mouth, then hers, back and forth, as she stroked my cock faster and faster, using the leaking pre-cum from my cock to smooth the way.
I had two fingers buried inside her and one on her clit, bringing her off as she jerked my cock in her soft hand. My little novice knew all the right buttons to push. Then again, it didn’t take much for her to get me going. Just the sight of her usually had me on the brink.
“Oh baby, you do that too well.” I was too close to cumming, but I wasn’t ready for the night to end. I eased my cock from her hand and laid her back across my bed. I took my time and enjoyed the sight of her spread out beneath me. Legs spread, breasts heaving with every breath, just begging to be ravished.
“Open.” I tapped her leg until she opened wider, giving me access to her cunt. I made my way up her leg with my nose until I reached the prize. I teased her first by running my nose along her clit before dipping my tongue into her wet slit. Her pussy opened around the tip of my tongue, the firm lips plump as her slit opened for more.
I fucked in and out with my wet tongue until her ass moved enticingly beneath my mouth. I pulled out and sucked the sweet morsel of her clit into my mouth before going back for another taste of the juices that flowed freely from her body.
“Oh…” Her hand clutched at my hair and she pulled me in closer until my tongue went deep. She wrapped her legs around my head and fucked herself wildly on my tongue until my mouth was filled with her spicy essence. The choppy sounds that came from her chest told me she was ready to fly again. I held on tight to her hips and used my tongue and teeth to send her over the edge.
Remembering the night before and how out of control she’d become, I calmed her down with soft soothing licks of her slit, before leaving the oversensitive flesh between her thighs and making my way back up her body until I reached her young firm breasts.
With her nipple in my mouth, I twisted my body so that her hand could once again reach my cock. I helped wrap her soft palm around my meat and let her stroke me to full hardness while making love to her nipples, before I was dying for the feel of her mouth on my cock.
When I pulled away and knelt over her with my cock in hand, she knew what I wanted and wasn’t shy about taking me into her mouth. It seems that once she gets started, once she’s in the throes of passion, all her inhibitions goes away. I flung my head back at the feel of her soft mouth wrapped around my cock.
I fucked into her mouth slowly as her eyes looked up into mine. From this position, leaned over her as she laid on her back, I knew that one wrong move and I could hurt her. But it was damn near impossible not to pound my meat into her throat.
Her nails dug into my ass as I started the fucking motion in and out of her mouth. Soon I needed more, I had the urge to see her kneeling at me feet as she took my cock into her mouth.
I pulled out quickly and jumped down to the floor, helping her off the bed to kneel at my feet. My cock twitched up and down before she took it into her hand and led it back to her mouth.
I didn’t know what seeing her in such a submissive pose would do to me, but it wasn’t long before I felt my co
ck swell and my balls fill. I had the sudden need to see her face and tits painted with my seed. As much as I would love to spill it deep inside her womb.
“That’s enough, release me.” She took a few more swipes at my cock with her tongue before letting my cock go with a plop. I stroked furiously on my cock until the first volley flew from my cock slit.
The first splashed across her cheek and dripped onto her lips. She licked it off and opened her mouth for more which I gave her. The next one landed on her greedy tongue.
I moved back just a step and directed the next shot to her tits. I came harder and longer than ever before, sharing my jizz between her face and her tits.
My knees were weak and shaking when the last of my cum landed on the edge of her lip. I watched in amazement as her quick tongue came out and licked it away as she looked up into my eyes.
I wiped my cock across her cheek, and dipped it back into her mouth for her clean me up before pulling out again. Lifting her to her feet, I cleaned her tits with my fingertips and fed them to her.
“Ummm.” Now she was the one humming in pleasure. I fed her all that I could find before taking her lips with mine. My cock refused to go down as I rubbed it into her middle, the hard points of her nipples pressed into my chest.
I should’ve sent her away just to be safe but I didn’t. Instead, I took her into the shower and cleaned us both up. Once back in the bedroom, I laid her on the bed and pulled the covers up over her. She was already half asleep by the time I was done making sure she was comfortable.
“I’ll be back baby, rest.” I kissed her forehead and her lips before turning out the light and leaving the room.
15
For the next few weeks I got a preview of what our life together was going to be like. She was a whirlwind of fire and laughter. When she wasn’t fighting me over every detail of the wedding, she was teasing me to distraction in her bid to get me to bed her.
She wanted to rush the preparations, but I insisted that she take her time. She had the help of the best wedding planner in the country so that eased a lot of the stress, but I wanted her to enjoy every bit of it. She only had one shot at this after all.
Since she wasn’t in school any longer we spent long days together, talking over everything, getting all her fears out of the way, and each day I fell more and more under her spell. My growing love for her blinded me to everything else.
I had no time for outside interference and thank fuck there were none. I hadn’t heard from my mother, and the few times I tried to see her she refused me, so I let her be. I had my hands full with this one anyway.
Helen had gone away last I heard, and the whispers that had cropped up in the beginning had died a quick death. We got a lot of stares when I took her into town for dinner, or just to walk around the square, but no one ever approached us.
Contrary to what my mother had surmised, my business didn’t suffer because of my marriage plans, and any friend who even uttered a negative word was left behind. I meant it when I said I would put her first, even above my own interest if it came to that.
She had some trying days when she seemed to fear her happiness coming to an end. On those days I’d take her to our bed and give her my mouth until she wasn’t thinking about anything but me and what I was doing to her.
As promised I gave her access to the historical papers in the vault, which kept her occupied, but our nights were spent wrapped around each other. That’s when she’d use her wiles on me, try to wear me down.
She wanted to rush the wedding preparations, her only reasoning was so she could finally feel me inside her. I wanted her to take her time and have the wedding of her dreams, even if it killed me. And before it was all said and done it damn near did.
I spent most days and nights with my balls full and my heart growing more and more under her control. I didn’t just love her, I adored every bit of her. From her sassy mouth, to her shy reticence in my bed.
I’d find myself searching her out when I was supposed to be working upstairs in the home office. I’d miss the sound of her voice at the most inopportune moment, or the feel of her skin under my hands. By the time we were a week away I was ready to howl at the moon and my mood was less than obliging with everyone else but her.
The day finally came three months after the day I put my ring on her finger. It was the longest three months of my life. In that time I’d been away from her once for three weeks and though it wasn’t the worst time of my life, it was a close second. Not surprisingly, she was the one who made it easier.
There was no pouting or sadness when I did get a chance to call home. Instead she was upbeat and supportive, regaling me with all the things she had planned for my return, and what she’d done that day.
I knew that she’d indeed rushed the wedding plans. I had it on good authority that it usually took at least a year or two for the kind of wedding a man of my stature would have.
If I wasn’t so hot to have her, I may have put up a fuss, but she’d worn me down. The day before she met me at the altar she almost teased me into fucking her in the conservatory, which was still one of our favorite places to hide out.
She’d conned me into having lunch with her in there and stupid me thought that that’s all there was to it. I’d convinced myself that even though I was having a hard time abstaining, she wasn’t having the same problem. She was always so happy and full of light, while I brooded like a child who’d lost his favorite toy.
That day she’d fed me from her fingers while stealing kissed in between. When her hand went to my zipper I didn’t protest, my dick was already hard at just the sight of her. But then she’d straddled my lap and tried to impale herself on my cock. I’d had to think quick and bribe her with something else the little minx.
I’d taught her how to lay on top of me and suck my cock with her legs spread over my head while I ate her out in the sixty nine, which had fast become her favorite. That’s what I talked her into then since she seemed to be caught up in a lust craze.
I should’ve known she was up to something when she invited me here. She took every opportunity to take my cock into her mouth or have me bury my head between her thighs. Her parents were good at giving us space and since the servants were all new, we were able to train them to notice the signs of when we needed to be left alone.
The day of our wedding dawned beautiful and sunny. Unlike most couples, we’d spent the night before our wedding in bed together. I brushed aside the old wives tale about bad luck and kept her in my bed where she belonged.
I’m not sure what the reverend would’ve thought had he known that an hour or two before the ceremony the bride had a mouth full of cock, while the groom had his head buried between her thighs.
I held her hand throughout the ceremony because she was scared. I knew without being told that she was afraid that something would go wrong, and it was for that reason that I had the line about anyone having any reason for us not to get married taken out of the ceremony.
“Look at me. Keep your eyes on mine.” I said those words to her before the reverend begun. I held her eyes with mine as we repeated our vows and felt the trembling finally leave her hand. ‘I love you.’ I mouthed the words to her until the last of the fear left her eyes.
The great hall had been transformed just the way she’d wanted, I’d seen to it. Of the three hundred guests, twenty were her friends and family and the rest were all mine. My mother hadn’t shown but I hadn’t expected her to.
We hadn’t heard anything from her in months, so there was no telling what she was up to. So yeah, I understood her fear. With her hand held firmly in mine, I promised to love her for the rest of my life, and to always put her first. Something else I’d changed in the vows without her knowledge.
When she cried happy tears I squeezed her hands and smiled at her until she smiled again. I didn’t breathe easy until we were pronounced man and wife and she gave me the wide happy smile that I’d grown to love so much.
“You’re
mine.” I’m pretty sure our guest wasn’t expecting us to devour each other at the altar but that’s pretty much what happened. We only came up for air when the laughter and applause in the room got too loud to ignore.
I smiled through the rest of the evening even though I wished everyone would leave so I could have her to myself. I’d held out for three torturous months, only my honor and love for her keeping me from giving into my baser lust. But now that the day was here, I didn’t think I could make it to the end of the festivities.
I made it through the first dance, cut the cake and made a quick exit. “We can’t. Everyone will notice.” She hush whispered as I took her hand and led her sneakily from the room. More like dragged her. Our guest would have a lot to talk about if I gave in and took her against a wall somewhere, or flat on her back in the garden where the marquee had been set up for the reception.
“We’ll be back before we’re missed I promise.” Yeah maybe. I was running and practically dragging her behind me all the way up the stairs and down the hall to our new room.
“Where are we going?” She stopped in front of my old room but I tugged her hand and led her to one of the other surprises of the day. “You’ll see, come.”
I took her to the room at the end of the hall. It had been like running an Op keeping her from finding out what I’d been up to. I’d sneaked, lied and done all manner of things to keep her out of here. I was excited to see her response, I’d done it all for her and was sure she’d love it, but now that the moment was here I was fucking nervous.
I opened the door to the newly refurbished master suite. Her mouth fell open in shocked surprise. The room was completely different from the rest of the house. Everything in here was about three hundred years give or take.
“I wish I could give you time to explore, but I can’t wait.” I covered her mouth before she could argue and fondled her tit through the silk of her dress. I tried to gather the skirt up her thighs but it was too much fucking material. I turned her around almost roughly to unzip her and came face to face with a row of buttons. “Fuck me.”
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